I once worked in 'Record and Tape exchange' in Notting Hill. We eventually were rude to everyone, because so many people came in expecting to get good money for their Gary Numan record collections in all their resplendent and varying coloured vinyl.
I worked there one summer. Depressing. There was a seemingly infinite number of people who would come in and ask to look at the "special" CDs in the locked cabinets, examine them at great length while I have to stand there making sure they don't run off with them, and then not buy anything.
I did a few shifts in the videogame one as well. That was a bit more of a laugh since it was basically deserted and we would "test" old GameBoys and Vectrexes at length.
I worked there one summer. Depressing. There was a seemingly infinite number of people who would come in and ask to look at the "special" CDs in the locked cabinets, examine them at great length while I have to stand there making sure they don't run off with them, and then not buy anything.
I did a few shifts in the videogame one as well. That was a bit more of a laugh since it was basically deserted and we would "test" old GameBoys and Vectrexes at length.