My favourite place to shop for records in the old days was The Record Peddlar on Carlton Street, just across from Maple Leaf Gardens in Toronto. The place was always busy and there was always something interesting blaring on the stereo. It's where I first heard Ice-T's Bodycount project. It took about 2.3 seconds to decide that I needed that record.
Cashing out was an experience. The guy--and it was always a guy--at the cash register would flip through your pile, critiquing your selections. It would go something like this.
"Shit. Shit. Shit. Not bad. Are you out of your mind? Shit. Shit. This is good. Shit. Shit. And shit. Still want all this shit?"
I was fondly reminded of the abuse accorded to me by the Record Peddlar staff when someone sent me this link. God, I miss those days...