Looking for retail anecdotes for book

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Hey, it's your friend Justin McElroy.

I'm working on a book called "Gleetail!" a how-to guy for surviving a retail gig. I'll be covering how to avoid work, how to deal with it when you do have to work and the importance of faking an allergy to Windex, among other topics.

Anyway, I'm looking for some anecdotes that I can break up the chapters with, and I've come to you for help. If you've got a great story from your time in the retail sector, or just a helpful tip for lazy people, write me at justinmcelroy@gmail.com

I can't pay you, but you'll be recognized and have my undying devotion. If you email me, I'll send you a chapter so you can see what I'm going for.

Love,

Justin

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Location: Oregon

Sounds like a fun book. Unfortunately, I've never worked in retail, so I have no anecdotes to give you. I'm a writer too, though, so I could make something up for you!

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I've worked entirely too much retail. Send me the chapter. I may not have much useful to give you, but I'm sure I'll enjoy what you send me.

How come this is the first we've (I've?) heard about a book? How far along are you?

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Everything your district manager says is a lie.

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Are we talking Chuck Palahniuk style anecdotes or Neal Stephenson style?

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That is quite simply the best "write my book for me" entreaty I've ever read. Nice work, McElroy. Folks, give this man whatever he asks. We'lll all be working for him someday, and I hear he has a looong memory.

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Fletcher wrote:
That is quite simply the best "write my book for me" entreaty I've ever read. Nice work, McElroy. Folks, give this man whatever he asks. We'lll all be working for him someday, and I hear he has a looong memory.

Yes, because:

an"§ec"§dote"‚ /ˈÅnɪkËŒdoÊŠt/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[an-ik-doht] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation
–noun
a short account of a particular incident or event of an interesting or amusing nature, often biographical.

Includes the definition "write my book for me"...

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I'm sorry Ghastly. I must have forgotten my "get out of sarcasm free" smiley. Can I borrow one of yours?

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Justin, I'll email you what I have tomorrow. I needed to talk to you about something anyway.

Did you notice that your Irontown article made the "Best Of" issue at Escapist a few weeks ago?

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Fletcher wrote:

Did you notice that your Irontown article made the "Best Of" issue at Escapist a few weeks ago?

And deservedly so.

I'm still thinking back on my retail experiences and the only memories I can un-repress are just sad. Stupid hours, customers, management, etc. All depressing.

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Location: Seattle, WA

Smooth Jazz. I had to listen to 97.8 smooth jazz, where they played the same songs in a 6-hour loop (yes, I was able to time it after awhile).

EVERY. SINGLE. WORKDAY.

Not only does Kenny G. suck, but Kenny G. associated with Retail Trauma? If I even hear one of those miserable excuses for 'songs' in a store today, I walk out.

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Hey everybody! So first up, I'm writing the book, this stuff will just be interspersed. I've been working on it for a solid month now.

2. Morrolan, I need your email address.

3. They're like Chuck Palahniuk in that they must involve empty sex, and like Neal Stephenson in that they must involve cyber punks. Email me and I'll send you a sample.

4. No Fletch, I must have missed the royalty check in the mail.

5. Thanks Danjo, I really appreciate that my man.

OK folks, keep em' coming. justinmcelroy@gmail.com. To give you an even better idea of what we're talking about, here's the entire text of Fletcher's section. You'll know what he sent me, it's the part double quoted.

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HEROES OF TIME WASTING -- VOLUME 2 Russ Pitts, bookstore

Russ Pitts isn't just an associate editor for The Escapist magazine and an all-around fine American, he's also a former slave to the corporate machine. Well, I mean, it was a used bookstore, but they definitely sold books about the machine, even if they weren't actually themselves The Man. More like the proper English grandma.

But the beautiful thing is that retail experiences are like Esperanto: They know no boundaries and sound like a five year old created them in a fever dream. The following is one of those stories, straight from the man (lowercase) himself.

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"I worked retail at a used book store chain for about five years total in the late 90s. It was simultaneously the best and worst experience of my life.

Typical encounters with customers at the San Antonio branch of the chain (where I worked from 94-95) involved attempting to find "that book" by "that guy" over the phone, using clues such as "the cover is blue" provided by the customer. About 80 percent of store's sales were of romance novels, about a third of which have blue covers.

The situation improved after I moved to Austin. The store I worked at there was in the college district and much trendier. We sold a lot of CDs and philosophy books. We also had a lot more freaks wandering the isles.

On one of my favorite evenings a female customer ran screaming to the front of the store, from the losophy section, where she babbled incoherently for a few minutes until I was able to summon a female co-worker to calm her down.

'I heard heavy breathing and then "… felt something "… on my back. Something wet.'

We looked at her back. It was semen.

We gave her a complimentary T-shirt and searched for the mystery wanker, but he'd fled into the night. (Or the magazine section. We were never sure.)

This was not a rare occurrence."

Ha! Do you hear that, tweed-wearing emo teen who thought that working in a dusty old bookstore would be a romantic experience where you'd meet a similarly gloomy girl with cat-eye glasses not unlike your own? Do you hear that clanging sound? It's reality, and Russ is the one holding, you know, the clanging thing.

Wouldn't you love to see that T-shirt, by the way?

"I GOT DRENCHED IN HOT, STICKY KNOWLEDGE AT BOOKS "˜N' THINGS!"

It serves her right for being in the philosophy section anyway. Hey lady, I've got a philosophy for you: Be more aware of your surroundings.

Oh, and start carrying baby wipes.

Mr. Pitts, I salute you.

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dhelor's picture
Location: Oregon

That actually happened? Ewwwwwwwwwww......

I'll definitely be picking up a copy of this book when it comes out, though. I likes the way you write, mistah.

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Thanks a lot, friend of friends.

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I'd reccomend dropping Justin a line, for this. It's an amusing read, and free!

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That happened a LOT at the library at University of Washington. The library was one of those places women were supposed to avoid going to alone.

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I was working at Electronics Boutique back when it was still called Electronics Boutique and this southern woman was looking through the Playstation games. Of course they were all gutted to prevent theft, which means customers often treated them like crap, dropping them, stepping on them and the like. So this woman picks up a case for a game, I think it was The Little Mermaid or something like that, and it has a crack in it. So she says, "I'll bet the record's muss'd up too."

Another time a nice old lady brought a used N64 game up to the front counter and asked me what "used" meant, and if someone else had already "recorded over the tape."

That's just about all I got.

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Location: Riding my invisible bike.

I eventually lost count of the number of stupid people who wanted to put 12 foot long 200 pound boxes of wooden swingset parts on the roof of their cars.

Most of my stories involve people trying to fit very large objects in or on extremely small vehicles.

One guy bought two of the larger fisher price playhouses we had once, one of which came in two boxes. He was in a Ford Ranger. We explained to him that all three boxes would in no way fit in the bed of his truck. He argued. We said fine, we'll bring them out and you can load them. He said ok.

One box from the two-piecer filled the entire bed and stuck up higher than the cab of the truck. We stood outside, leaned against the building with the back door propped open, drank pop and ate chips, and watched them try in vain to find a way to get all three boxes on the Ranger. I wish I had pictures. It lasted half an hour... at least.

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That reminds me of an incident while I was working at Ace Hardware. A fellow comes in looking for pressure treated lumber, which we kept out back. He brings his SUV, something like an Explorer, around back and two of us load the lumber in the back. I start to close the liftgate, except it's clear that the back window will at the very least touch the end of some of the lumber. Since we packed it in as far as it would go, I tell the guy I'm going to get some twine so we can tie his gate down so he can drive it home. "Nah, it'll close," he says. I again advise him to just let me get some twine and tie it, but he goes and slowly closes the gate. It's almost there, so he gives it a just a bit of a nudge... Crack. His window didn't shatter, but it did have 3 or 4 cracks spidering out from the corner of the lumber. We didn't say anything and neither did he.

Sorry, doesn't really fit what you're looking for.

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Those are great, you guys need to email me your names. justinmcelroy@gmail.com

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