It happens to the best of em, which is not what I'm describing PTM as, but I was a HUGE fan of The Mars Volta and still think their first two records are brilliant but the cliff they dove off of towards the back half of their career makes it difficult to call myself a fan of the band. Instead, I'm a fan of "their first two records".

Man I always thought they were crap. I’ll have to check out those first two records

I mean you really do have impeccable taste

Nah you cool. Supposed winners are boring as **** anyway.

I caught them on a late night show once and thought they were fine enough but not anything I'd be interested in returning to. My investigation of their discography following some marginal RYM hype supports this.

I watched them for a bit at Summer Sonic in Osaka and I wasn’t much interested but the competition was fierce.

I have the inclination to instinctively hate any band with a name like "Portugal. The Man"

The period irritates me the most

Went to a few farm markets today to better improve my baking skills. Bought some cute little 8 oz loaf breads for taste and reference. Gonna make some bacon cheese bread in small straps now, maybe get some garlic parm going too.

Do the Blue Angels do a flyover when bacon cheese bread comes out of the breadmaker?

LOL exactly what I was thinking
I quite liked them the only time a heard them though, but that was on a festival more than 5 years ago. From what I've seen about them recently they seem horrible

I've been feeling a bit like a hostage at work lately, as has my partner. We attract a lot of weird people from all kinds of backgrounds. Introverts, extroverts, autistic people, assh*les, absolutely sweet human beings, old ladies, kids, and crazy batsh*t insane people. Well, as of late, the crazy batsh*t insane people who are also very sweet human beings have been overstaying their welcome in the shop. We have couches. Might not have couches for much longer since we've been having some guys stay for hours and talk to us, while we're working, the entire day. It's honestly exhausting. Try having somebody sit on your desk and bug the sh*t out of you every day in the office.

It's getting to me. I need a vacation.

I read this in George Carlin's voice.

I grew up on Carlin so maybe he influenced my way of communicating.

just put a no loitering sign up

I don't run a 7/11.

You sound like you work at a Quick Stop.

You know what I do.

then suffer in silence.

We had this same issue with couches at the bookstore. Sometimes you just have be blunt like "listen I'm glad you like our store so much but you can't be hanging out all day unless you're buying merchandise." They'll either get it or they won't and if they don't it's a lot easier to get rid of an erratic ******* than someone who's just lonely.

He works at a record store so this is ignorant advice. Slap some harsh noise or powerviolence on the stereo and then crank that ****.

*Suffer while Fela Kuti plays in the background

That would be John except he does sh*t like bring us coffee and buys us Christmas gifts for us like the sweet guy that he is but then goes and does stuff like play his own records on the stereo, moves furniture around to suit his needs, and endlessly bug our more introverted customers.

I'm pretty sure that I've met John at a record store in SD.

Yeah **** that.

Get rid of those couches and tell people who aren’t actively shopping for records to gtfo.

You’re not a ****ing library. That’s nuts.

One of them brought balloons in yesterday as it was my partners birthday. He hates birthdays. Hates the attention. John tied balloons to all the parking meters and personally told every single person who walked through the door that it was my partners birthday. For five hours. Every time I spoke up and told him to knock it off he thought I was joking. He also bought my partner three records from bands he likes and brought us coffee and food.

How do you tell a sweet person their being a huge f*cking assh*le on the day they are both?

You don't. You take this golden opportunity to ruin your partner's day.

Not in this case. I hate my birthday too. I felt the hurt.

I live in constant fear of people at work finding out when my birthday is.

Don’t explain. Don’t make it personal. Just be like are you going to buy anything if yes I’ll ring you up so you can get on your way if no then you need to get rolling. Don’t try to soften it with you’re a great guy but... just act like you’d act if it had always been your policy.

*they're

Okay but this is a guy that has been shopping here for two years. He gave us speakers as a gift. We know his family. That's why this is hard.

Do you know his family because he's crazy and they're his handlers?

Damn that is rough.

Get him to volunteer so you can take three day weekends?

Dude needs friends.

And you need a vacation...

Get him a hooker.

Damn straight son. I have a wedding Saturday and then Monday and Tuesday off. That'll get me back on track.

A good ol' American non-vacation.

July for me.

offer him a job and then fire him

Lol

You guys are nuts attention is the best