Ok, in all honesty, the only thing about occult stores I dislike is the feel of the place. It always has a feel to it, sometimes pleasant to me but not to others whose company I enjoy, sometimes a feeling I do not enjoy.
But the Wackos I almost always enjoy, unless I have no way away from them, and they attached themselves to me. But if I have time to burn…oh baby is it entertaining. You can pretend to be totally ignorant and ask silly questions and appear impressed, or you can ask real simple questions that are a fundamental challenge to what they are spouting and watch literally how their mind derails jumps subjects and then comes right back where they left off as if nothing happened.
But I used to work graveyard shift in a gas station in San Francisco during the 90s, nowhere else on earth will you find such an eclectic bunch of wackos in such a small area of land. And I had a blast, in some ways (entertainment value/reading time it provided) it is the best job I ever did have.
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--Paxx
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