I just walked into this shop once and they had the bins all sorted out into
stuff that I really wanted and had been searching for for years, stuff that I'd
eagerly anticipated listening to, and stuff they knew I'd never heard of but
would be interested in. They rolled out a red carpet and lead me to the
cleanest sounding hi-fi ever and let me listen to all the records, bringing me
the odd caviar nibble and glass of bubbly. Occasionally, when I tired, they
chopped out a line for me and wiped the crud from my nostrils. They chauffeured
me home where, to my delight, they'd built an extension to hold my new records.
They charged me nothing for this. And apologised for the inconvenience.
Carl