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That Nameless Record Store
Setting: the nameless record store
((Liz starts her new job at the nameless record store))
Liz: I am Liz, you newest faithful slacker. um... I mean employee.
Knyssa: And I am Knyssa, your latest lazy ass supervisor. Come I'll show you around before I take my four hour lunch break. Put this pin on.
Liz: Okay.
((In front of the cash register))
Knyssa: This is Bertha the cash register. You press buttons, things happen.
Liz: OOO
((In front of a large bin))
Knyssa: We like to call this the reject bin. We put the cds that don't sell or we just don't like in here.
Liz: Sounds like fun.
((In front of the racks of cds))
Liz: I know this one, file the cds in alphabetical order under artist's last name.
Knyssa: No, we file them in reverse alphabetical order by album name.
Liz: That makes things a bitch to find.
Knyssa: Exactly.
Liz: Not to big on costumer service are we?
Knyssa: Nope.
Liz: Excellent.