More moving help at 20th Century TV & Stereo [2-24-20].
The sound of plastic stereo and VCR parts jiggling in my car trunk.
The customer who came in, acting like a jerk, demanding a refund, and then if not a refund, contrition from the owners. “You probably think I’m an asshole,” he said to me, mostly correctly. (It ended well, thanks to fellow helper Andy.)
The polka records and homemade Lawrence Welk tapes strewn around.
At their new store, the storefront church congregation singing next door.