In a message dated 1/3/2008 7:43:17 AM Eastern Standard Time, 
poatway@hotmail.com writes: 
> You just don't get that high-quality abuse when you shop online.
> 
There was a record store in Charlotte owned by a guy who was really burnt out 
on the business. Though there was not too much at the place I wanted for 
myself, it was a blast to go in there and watch him berate customers for picking 
up something like Kenny Rogers, Kenny G (all the Kennys!) etc. This was in 
1997-1999 mind you, so CD sales were probably already dropping but this guy didn't 
care. He was into alt.country and everyone else could take a fucking leap. It 
was a tremendous guilty pleasure of mine even as I knew he was killing his 
business. Don't know what it says about me (nothing good, I guess) but it was 
surreal and entertaining as hell.

Scott Homewood