Norton666
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Yesterday, I was in a city , in which I’ve not been since my touring days. As anyone who has spent significant time in “touring game” , you can attest to the fact we’ve all been to a shitload of cities , but we rarely have time to ACTUALLY see the city. Well yesterday, I had a whole day to kill. For me , this means finding the coolest guitar shop in town.
This particular shop had a KILLER selection of vintage gear. 50s-60s Gibson’s and Fenders. A wall of old Marshall’s and Fender tweed stuff. I have been on the hunt for an early to mid 60s ES-335 and a 50’s Junior for a while , and they had multiple choices of each!!! I thought I had hit the jackpot!!
4 gentlemen working in the shop and ALL 4 were gigantic snobby assholes!! I stood in the shop looking for a solid 20 minutes with nobody even approaching me. The first time I was acknowledged is when I reached up to turn the hang tag on a ‘63 335. KEEP IN MIND , I DIDNT EVEN TOUCH THE GUITAR! A salesman yelled from the corner of the showroom “ Hey , please don’t touch. The Guitar Center is down the road. That’s where you will find your Schecter”.
I nearly shit my pants. Bear in mind , I am tattooed pit to wrist. That being said , I owned a successful music/vintage shop for almost 10 years , and for the last 10 years , I run a security and life safety company. I was ready to leave with one of those guitars. I laughed for a second , after initial shell shock wore off , then left.
I’ve been to MANY vintage shops all over the country. WHY THE FUCK DO ALMOST ALL OF THEM HAVE TO UNBELIEVABLY , STUCK UP ASSHOLES!!!!???
Sorry , rant over. Cheers!
This particular shop had a KILLER selection of vintage gear. 50s-60s Gibson’s and Fenders. A wall of old Marshall’s and Fender tweed stuff. I have been on the hunt for an early to mid 60s ES-335 and a 50’s Junior for a while , and they had multiple choices of each!!! I thought I had hit the jackpot!!
4 gentlemen working in the shop and ALL 4 were gigantic snobby assholes!! I stood in the shop looking for a solid 20 minutes with nobody even approaching me. The first time I was acknowledged is when I reached up to turn the hang tag on a ‘63 335. KEEP IN MIND , I DIDNT EVEN TOUCH THE GUITAR! A salesman yelled from the corner of the showroom “ Hey , please don’t touch. The Guitar Center is down the road. That’s where you will find your Schecter”.
I nearly shit my pants. Bear in mind , I am tattooed pit to wrist. That being said , I owned a successful music/vintage shop for almost 10 years , and for the last 10 years , I run a security and life safety company. I was ready to leave with one of those guitars. I laughed for a second , after initial shell shock wore off , then left.
I’ve been to MANY vintage shops all over the country. WHY THE FUCK DO ALMOST ALL OF THEM HAVE TO UNBELIEVABLY , STUCK UP ASSHOLES!!!!???
Sorry , rant over. Cheers!