Looking for retail anecdotes for book
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
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better. "” Samuel Beckett


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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"Do I what I do: hate everyone." - Quintin_Stone
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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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.
Don't be saucy with me, Bernaise. - Count DeMonet
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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?
Don't be saucy with me, Bernaise. - Count DeMonet
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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?
Don't be saucy with me, Bernaise. - Count DeMonet
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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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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.
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better. "” Samuel Beckett
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.
"I'm absolutely retarded. Not 100% sure why." - atom
"Dhelor + intarwebs = Great ideas." - wordsmythe
"Do I what I do: hate everyone." - Quintin_Stone
Thanks a lot, friend of friends.
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better. "” Samuel Beckett
I'd reccomend dropping Justin a line, for this. It's an amusing read, and free!
"PEACE ON EARTH. GOOD WILL TO MEN. PUBLIC SHELTER. ADMISSION 50¢"
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.
Bears. Beets. Battlestar Galactica.
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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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.
Fedaykin98 wrote:
wordsmythe wrote:
Those are great, you guys need to email me your names. justinmcelroy@gmail.com
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better. "” Samuel Beckett