Sunday, March 9, 2014

Wind Up Workin' At A Video Store...

Sometimes, in that very rare occurrence, I get asked if I ever had a job at a video store. Well, I almost did. It's a very short story....

 Twas the summer of '06. I was a 100 pounds lighter, out of school, confused as fuck about the future, and was in need of employment. I did a 3 month stint at this place my old man worked at for 15 years. That went smooth until I got stuck with a group lead who had it out for my father. They got rid of my old man, only right to get rid of the son. Being stubborn and bit fearful of factories, I decided I should find another line of work. My options where limited considering I was 19, your typical non stoner slacker, and I lacked job skills. I wasn't prepared to go back to the glorious, booming world of fast food. I spent almost 2 years doing that. Fuck that. Work at one of those places for a week and you, just like me, will have no hope for humanity.

My luck would change, it just so happen a retail chain had a few spots open.....



Me at a video store ? That was my dream job. I get to spend all day talking about movies, looking at movies, and free rentals; sign me up. Filled out the application and a few days later I got an interview. Not going to lie, It helped that I knew someone working there.

The interview went okay. Considering I wasn't much to look at, I made sure to impress the manger by my abnormal knowledge of films, my passion for organization, and how I am stickler for suggesting films. By my account, it went alright until she asked one simple question: "So, what are your favorite films ?". I froze and then I blurted out the following; "Apocalypse Now", "A Clockwork Orange", "Back To The Future Part II", and "Dawn Of The Dead". They are my favorite films and they are pretty impressive films for a 19 year old to consider his favorites. The manager just looked at me, and by the way she looked at me you would've thought I named off  "Deep Throat", "Behind The Green Door",  "Dude, Where's My Car", and "Tinker In The Stinker". After that question, the interview ended.

In the end, I didn't the job. Shortly after, I got another job that I am thankfully still at and that pays a lot more. Was it luck ? Was it fate ? I don't know nor do I question it. I do know this, three years after that interview they closed. Don't worry, you're humble narrator reaped the benefits of that closing and made out quite handsomely by buying some nice titles for dirt cheap.