Because the God of Rock and the Goddess of Roll must be a little miffed at me, I had meetings from 8:30 this morning until 10. Normally this is just mildly annoying. Today, however, it was extra-special annoying on par with grocery shopping and allergies.
Today is Replacements day. Clearly meeting organizers don’t care. As soon as my 10 o’clock was over, I hopped in Ruby and sped off to the EP Best Buy (suck on that all you CitySnobs, I know I should be patronizing some indie record store staffed by some cutie emo boy, but I work and live in the ‘burbs).
As usual I think the benevolent glow from my giddy, expectant face tipped off all the Best Buy employees. I greeted the doorman with an ebullient grin. By instinct, I found myself in the music aisle and immediately begain reciting the alphabet, trying to find the Rs.
Finally after spotting the Red Hot Chili Peppers and the Refreshments, I found the Replacements. And only three lonely CDs (Pleased to Meet Me, Stink, and All Shook Down) to be found.
I kept my cool and crawled through the aisles looking for the ‘New Releases’ area. But I couldn’t find it, nothing was marked clearly. That’s when I started to panic.
I approached the blue-poloed BB cutie.
“Do you have the new Replacements CD?”
“When did it come out?”
Then he walked over to the New Releases. My mood started to change, at least he knew where the New Releases were. We both searched, but came up empty.
“Let me check the computer,” he said.
I just nodded at him with big watery eyes.
“The good news is, it says we have it in stock,” he said. “The bad news is, I don’t know where. Did you check the Rs?”
“I’ll look again.”
He went back to the Rs and at this point two other BB cuties joined the hunt.
“The Refreshments?” One of the cuties asked, holding up a CD.
“No,” I said, from two rows away. “The Replacements.”
At this point a BB uncutie rolled a cart filled with CDs and DVDs over.
“I bet it’s there,” a cutie said, and two of the cuties kneeled down to scan the cart.
“Got it!” my original cutie said. “Here you go!”
“Thanks!” I resisted the urge to hug him and toddled off to the cash register with my new CD in hand.