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Hahaha! So true!


























When I was a teenager I worked at a record store (remember those?) and the major labels would send out all kinds of promotional swag : posters, cutouts, and fat stacks of empty album covers for window displays.

Since I was "creative" I got turned loose with a staple gun and some tape to make all kinds of collages and mobiles. In the wee small hours one of my creations fell from the wall and tripped the alarm system, forcing the manager out of bed and to the store to disarm it.

Needless to say, he was not a happy camper the next time I came to work. Nearly ended my career. Where? At the Wherehouse! LOOOOL