when i walk into a mall cd store, which yes, i still do when i am bored and go to a mall, they always almost fall over themselves with wanting to help people . . . almost as if they are blown away someone actually walked in, but i just wish their selections were as great as their staff, and i asked the last one i went into, you got jay reatard?, who?, uhmm, ok, i said, but they always have fun to look at interesting menageries of stuff, like when you are at a beach boardwalk staring at all the mesmerizing junk but not really buying anything. i like that. it makes me remember myself as a kid. neato.