| Current mood: | angry |
| Current music: | the jam |
do you ever get a feeling of complete alienation like no one can relate to you and youll be alone with your thoughts forever and ever?i really really really wanted to throttle the cashier at tower records today. i almost never go there because they charge like fuckin $18 for a cd. outrageous. but best buy can only seem to carry new shit so i found myself at tower, wading through a sea of disks, listening to fucking rod stewart. when i finally brought my $18 cd to the regisetr i asked the dude who picks the music.
"we do, whoevers working"
"so did you pick this"
"uh... um... someone did"
but it had to have been him because i dont think the tattooed pierced up played out punk rock freaks would pick fucking rod stewart. THIS guy was some overweight effeminate sweater wearer who did not belong at tower records. since when do they hire non-tattooed people? do they have a gay quota to meet?
"so it wasnt you then?"
"why? are you not feeling the rod stewart?"
"no, in fact its making have to take a huge shit"
"im sorry"
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