Originally Posted by Exo

I've been feeling a bit like a hostage at work lately, as has my partner. We attract a lot of weird people from all kinds of backgrounds. Introverts, extroverts, autistic people, assh*les, absolutely sweet human beings, old ladies, kids, and crazy batsh*t insane people. Well, as of late, the crazy batsh*t insane people who are also very sweet human beings have been overstaying their welcome in the shop. We have couches. Might not have couches for much longer since we've been having some guys stay for hours and talk to us, while we're working, the entire day. It's honestly exhausting. Try having somebody sit on your desk and bug the sh*t out of you every day in the office.

It's getting to me. I need a vacation.

Originally Posted by OccultHawk

Yeah **** that.

Get rid of those couches and tell people who aren’t actively shopping for records to gtfo.

You’re not a ****ing library. That’s nuts.

Originally Posted by J.R.R. Tolkien

There is only one bright spot and that is the growing habit of disgruntled men of dynamiting factories and power-stations; I hope that, encouraged now as ‘patriotism’, may remain a habit! But it won’t do any good, if it is not universal.

Originally Posted by The Batlord

You don't. You take this golden opportunity to ruin your partner's day.

Originally Posted by Exo

One of them brought balloons in yesterday as it was my partners birthday. He hates birthdays. Hates the attention. John tied balloons to all the parking meters and personally told every single person who walked through the door that it was my partners birthday. For five hours. Every time I spoke up and told him to knock it off he thought I was joking. He also bought my partner three records from bands he likes and brought us coffee and food.

How do you tell a sweet person their being a huge f*cking assh*le on the day they are both?

Originally Posted by Exo

One of them brought balloons in yesterday as it was my partners birthday. He hates birthdays. Hates the attention. John tied balloons to all the parking meters and personally told every single person who walked through the door that it was my partners birthday. For five hours. Every time I spoke up and told him to knock it off he thought I was joking. He also bought my partner three records from bands he likes and brought us coffee and food.

How do you tell a sweet person their being a huge f*cking assh*le on the day they are both?

Originally Posted by OccultHawk

Don’t explain. Don’t make it personal. Just be like are you going to buy anything if yes I’ll ring you up so you can get on your way if no then you need to get rolling. Don’t try to soften it with you’re a great guy but... just act like you’d act if it had always been your policy.

Originally Posted by J.R.R. Tolkien

There is only one bright spot and that is the growing habit of disgruntled men of dynamiting factories and power-stations; I hope that, encouraged now as ‘patriotism’, may remain a habit! But it won’t do any good, if it is not universal.

Originally Posted by Exo

Okay but this is a guy that has been shopping here for two years. He gave us speakers as a gift. We know his family. That's why this is hard.