Strange sounds emanate from the Color Your World parking lot. I can decipher: power-washer and clanging dumpster hinges.
Marnie is far and away the worst Hitchcock film I’ve seen. Though Tippi and Connery’s acting was so bad enjoyment was gleaned.
Okay, so this sketchy under-educated young dad comes into the store all the time selling stacks of DVD’s. Always for cash to feed his kids. Like every day. Stacks of DVD’s. One would have to assume he’s stealing DVD’s to feed his kids. Or he is addicted to buying DVD’s and then realizes he has no food to feed his kids.
Anyway, he’s always a total prick to his son who is somewhere around 6 or 7 and has ADD or something. He’s always doing something weird and then getting yelled at for it and then cries and then the dad gets mad at him for crying but then says, “Your crying doesn’t affect me anymore. I don’t care.”
So, today they come in and this 85 year old record dude starts getting creepy with the girl who is about 1.5 years old. She isn’t able to answer all the “What’s your name pretty little girl” questions and the boy says, “She eats her own poo!”
The old man laughs nervously and the dad says to the kid, “They don’t have to know that! You ate your poo too!”
The previous time I’d seen them, the boy pointed at a girl and said, “She’s got great tits dad!” The dad was all, “You’re gonna get daddy in trouble! I told you not to say things like that… in public.” So let us assume the aesthetic merits of mammary glands is dinner table conversation in their house.
Steve promised me a raise today because in msconfig I turned off the half dozen anti-virus/adware scans his “computer expert” friend installed and now the store computer runs at a fairly normal speed as opposed to less than 286 speed. I told him I didn’t turn off the virus/adware scans and told him they were “just some kinda things that were running but I knew they’re not essential.” Steve is obsessed with worry that spyware will slow down the computer and insists on scans running all the time.