My own private Emocide

first off music news: i really really liked the last sahara hotnights album. i had to special order “jennie bomb” from sweden about 2 years, since it seemed to be impossible at the time to get this record any other way. well - now i was pretty excited about seeing the girls on conan the other night with a more punky sound than before. i grabbed their new album “kiss’n'tell” yesterday and can honestly say - they delivered. this is a great record. still quite a bit of the old hotnights rock but with more punk and some emopop influence. great record. very 80s at times.

my favorites so far:
- who do you dance for?
- hot night crash
- stupid tricks
- stay/stay away
- difference between love and hell
- hangin’
get these songs if you have the chance to!

anyways… concerning “the customer is always an asshole”:
yesterday i stopped at best buy to price the cd mentioned above. what caught my eyes at first though was their all newly arranged camera section. much to my surprise, they actually carry my d70 now also - apart from the digital rebel. anyways - i tool the chance and took a few pics with the baby. looking at the kit-lens - the one i just ordered and that should arrive this week - i noticed it takes 67mm filters. aaargh… 3 lenses, 3 different filter sizes. since i was not 100% positive if my 70-300 was a 62 or 67 diameter lens, i was looking for a sales person, to help me out with this info. they did have the lens in a locked display, but the filter size was covered up. so lets see - ah - one whopping kid on staff in the camera section. a guy - in his early 20s i suppose, dark hair, cheesy ear rings, taking care of a soccer mom with her kid, looking at a compact digital for 500 bucks. alright. i can wait. so after having played aroud with the most expensive slr for 1400 bucks for about 2-3 minutes, i step up next to the guy, waiting to finish up his business with the lady. after another 2 minutes he was done and i expected a nice “hello, can i help you?”. bollocks. the guy turned around and took off through another aisle. alright. this seems highly unlukely to me, but maybe he hadn’t seen me, so go ahead, i thought, get after him. at the end of the aisle he stops next to his co-worker who is at the computer. “hey wassup”. i stop right behind the kid - virtually breathing on his neck. there is absolutely no way he didn’t know i was there. another minute passes - his coworker looks at me, looks a the kid, goes on with what he is doing. alrigt dude. i AM getting pissed at this point. so i step around in front of the guy. “hi” - he looks at me - checks me out - “hey”, looks back at the computer screen. “i actually have a question” - wow! finally - he moves his ass in my direction to help me out! the rest of the info he gave me didn’t give me any info i hadn’t known yet, except that he managed to decipher the signs on the lons in the display to confirm that the lens has a 67mm filter size. respect dude. then he tried looking up the availability for the nikon ml-l3 remote for me on the best buy website - which i had done before. during his web-session, he took a phone call, which slowed him down considerably and caused me having to wait another 3 minutes to wait for the confirmation that they don’t have the remote. this confirmation was a shaking head, while still on the phone.

i don’t mind waiting for service, and i even understand that retail personnel needs off-time every now and then. but this was just too much of a joke. especially since it had happened twice before to each me and gan - in the cities as well as in kansas. so i actually went over and had them get me the store manager, who brought in the shift manager and i told my story twice. long story short: they seem to know about the problem and are restructuring the camera dpt. leadership right now. blah blah. still. shitty service - and the cd i didn’t buy there either :-Þ

ps: i hope this friggin lens arrives soon. i don’t wanna keep my fingers crossed that i didn’t get screwed over anymore.