the shopgirl spun a line about 'usually our customers ask up-front if they want us to keep old strings' do they, fuck, you've half-inched them! it's not like they were anything special but a spare's a spare.
He did offer to huffily 'go and find some old strings lying about if you really want' but by that point i was fucking livid and gearing up for a power-flounce out the shop.
Still, did a bang up job setting up my bass.
moral of the story: avoid the bass gallery in camden.
fucking chancers.
the shopgirl spun a line about 'usually our customers ask up-front if they want us to keep old strings' do they, fuck, you've half-inched them! it's not like they were anything special but a spare's a spare.
He did offer to huffily 'go and find some old strings lying about if you really want' but by that point i was fucking livid and gearing up for a power-flounce out the shop.
Still, did a bang up job setting up my bass.
moral of the story: avoid the bass gallery in camden.