THE Computer Store

So I’m working at The Computer Store, that’s it’s name, just “The Computer Store” With underline and everything, relic of the old days of Macintosh arrogance.

Things behind the service counter:

  • “Kind of like spitting” concert sticker.
  • Laser-printed instructions card for MAME.
  • Catalyst zine, thumbtacked to corkboard
  • Many post-it notes.
  • Cuesta-Rey Centenario Coleccion sticker, from cigar box, stuck on the metal frame of security curtain…
  • Purple plastic keychain guitar that plays one of 3 riffs with a cheesy chip-generated electronic flourish.
  • Powerpuff-girl figurine (Bubbles) on top of my Lime iMac.
  • Pixilated, grayscale image of bones, bones, bones of small rodents…
  • “Virus protection for your hard drive.” Postcard of a condom rolled over an old beige Mac mouse. “Available at Planned Parenthood.”
  • Pencil and ink drawings by my coworker, Mia… Image of an eye, the pupil is an eight-ball, the fibers of the iris spell out HURT ME bordered by little figures… xeroxed and cut out ten times, overlaid on the wall.
  • “I miss my lung, Bob.”
  • No drawings by me, seeing as I got BUSTED and CALLED INTO THE STORE GENERAL MANGER’S OFFICE for putting up a post-it of a gun-wielding girl saying “BUY.” I mean, it’s not like EVERY drawing of a gun-wielding girl with flowing hair striking an action-pose is AUTOMATICALLY a caricature of the store coordinator who I ACTUALLY LIKE and who besides has BRAIDED hair and wears GLASSES… It’s enough to drive a man to ALL CAPS.

“You can hang up drawings back here,” Mia is assuring me.

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3 Comments on “THE Computer Store”

  1. urn says:

    No chance you can scan and post that post-it of the "BUY" girl, can ya? It sounds cool, and I think a print of it would look smashing in the on-air booth of the radio station. :)

  2. Seanski says:

    Hey Miles! Is this The Computer Store over by Lloyd Center? I walked by on my way to the bank today(damn, it was closed already! stupid BofA!) and I thought I saw you behind the counter, but didn’t want to go in: too many people…

  3. miles says:

    yeah, that would be me behind the counter… sorry about the post-it, Urn, I tossed it…