I came in to your fine establishment and bought 7 CDs all by the same artist and while chatting with the very friendly and helpful clerk I happened to mention I was going out of town to see said perfomer in the next few months. You were sitting at the sales counter eating some very smelly kind of food. As I was leaving I heard uou make a disparaging comment about the band I was hoping to see and how it wouldn’t be worth a road trip. Now I really don’t care what your taste in music is but at the very least you could keep your snivelling little opinions to yourself when a customer has just spent $128 at your store. —Next Time I’ll Just Go To Amazon

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  1. The ideal response would have been to ask him if he knew precisely how many head shots it would take to make a pretentious hipster twat cry like a little girl.

    After raining blows down upon his head and shoulders you stop and whisper in his ear:
    “Some obscure number; you’ve probably never heard of it”

    Yo la tengo!

  2. In EARSHOT?
    wow.

    “Oh.. really. I didn’t know that. I suppose these cd’s aren’t worth the money then either. Thanks for saving me from spending $128 on garbage. I’d like to return them please, receipt’s in the bag. Say, you’ve been so ‘helpful’, I’d like to put in a word with your manager. Mind fetching him for me?”

  3. lol good old snarky HMV hipsters. To be fair a lot of them are cool, but for the most part it’s only the ones that share my taste in music. If they don’t they get all uppity and snooty. How hard is it to say “xyz band isn’t really my cup of tea but their fans tell me good things about their new album.” and hold the snarky chatter for when the customer leaves, OR NOT AT ALL. It’s amazing how many jobs I’ve worked where everyone, even management thinks nothing of talking shit about a customer as soon as they’re out the door, but at least they wait that long.

  4. the canadian government has apoligized for bryan adams numerous times, why do people still idolize him and buy his albums?

  5. Well the clerk serving you was friendly and helpful so don’t let the guy with the dogshit salad ruin the experience. Enjoy the road trip.

  6. Who the hell buys CD’s anymore?

    I’m with zed on this one. I would’ve done an about-face and gotten my money back.

  7. What about Celine Deon, or however the fuck you spell it? I haven’t been informed of a much needed apology for that screaming sank yet!!!?

  8. Screw her….
    She’s Vegas’ problem now.
    You can’t even get through the airport without hearing the ads for her show.
    Out in the desert with buffet eating, drunken gamblers…
    that’s where she belongs.

  9. $128 for CD’S ,,,,,,,I’m still laughing,choking (coughs up lung),,,Holy fuck seriously,,,,,$128 .You have heard of U toob,to check out this band????????.The band more than likely has some live stuff on there bud…and its free .On the other hand ,they should be happy someone actually bought something from them,
    $128 holy fuck man,,,,,,,(still laughing,,,,,,,,,

  10. “DE GUSTIBUS NON EST DISPUTANDUM”

    “Now I really don’t care what your taste in music is but at the very least you could keep your snivelling little opinions to yourself when a customer has just spent $128 at your store.” Next Time I’ll Just Go To Amazon

    Does the Latin saying, “There’s no disputing matters of taste” have application here and, if so, can it be seen to have a broader application to “Bitch” generally? There are reasons to support the affirmative in both cases.

    The bitcher overheard the sales clerk make a “disparaging comment” about the band he, the bitcher, was going to see and how it wouldn’t be worth making the road trip to hear it. However, the bitcher gives no account of the reason(s) the clerk might have given for making what appears to have been a “knowledge claim”. I place the phrase “knowledge claim” in quotation marks (or inverted commas if you prefer) because, clearly, in spite of the fact that the “disparaging comment” appears to be a knowledge claim, without such reasons it can be no such thing. It is, in other words, only the opinion of the clerk. It is only a “matter of taste.”

    However, and here we draw close to the disputatious nature of conflicts arising over matters of taste, “Next Time” refers to the clerk’s disparaging comment as little more than his “snivelling little opinions,” clearly a disparaging comment of his own. But – and this is important – “Next Time” gives no grounds for his disparaging comment either. We have a stand-off over matters of taste in music but is there a possible resolution?

    Two possibilities emerge: (a) There IS disputing matters of taste since such matters contain within them the grounds of coherent dispute, or (b) Any such possible resolution must be itself just another matter of taste, a “second-order matter of taste” if you like, and so, by logical extension, there can be no meaningful disputes between them.

    (a) One thinks of Montrealman who happens to like Bach. Does it make sense to say that his taste, in contrast to that of Next Time, might be considered superior and so coherently defensible in the event of any dispute between them? One is inclined to think so but the difficulty arises when Montrealman attempts to explain that superiority to Next Time who, because of his degraded taste in music, is unable to understand the reasons Montrealman brings forward. What can we conclude here? We can conclude that taste in music is closely related to intelligence but – and this is important – there is no bridging the intellectual gulf. So no, while there may be grounds for disputing matters of taste in this case, there can be no point in engaging in such a dispute.

    (b) The attempt to resolve the question philosophically, by appealing to second-order matters of taste i.e., the principles by virtue of which one’s first-order principles governing matters of taste might be successfully adjudicated, must necessarily fail since either Next Time the shop clerk or even Montrealman himself for that matter – it doesn’t matter which – can invoke second-order principles of their own leading to each invoking third-order principles and so on into infinite regress. So the appeal to second-order principles governing matters of taste also fails.

    So it seems that the saying holds true, that there is no disputing matters of taste. The “broader application to Bitch” mentioned above now becomes obvious. Since all bitches and, by extension all comments made on them, reside at the level of rank opinion, of matters of taste in the present context, there can be no successful adjudication of any conflicts which might arise between them.

    Thank you for your patience and understanding (lol).

    A pleasure as always,

    Cheerio!

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