Here ye, here ye:
I’m totally obsessed with RadioShack for absolutely no reason and this location on The Ave is no exception. The chain had horrible commercials with Teri Hatcher & Howie Long…and even worse, somehow managed to make Ving Rhames look completely uncool. Not to mention after every purchase they ask you for your zip code. I’ve got the customer / merchant relationship down to a science – throwing me off like that makes me verbally and mentally stumble as if they had asked me kill their Grandma. Then I can’t remember my zip code because I’m frazzled, and end up blurting out something like '98bannanaWhat?1apartment3$What?". It’s humbling.
Nevertheless! There’s something about the idea of RadioShack that is the complete epitome of gadgets, electronics, robotics, and all that is good and industrious about the future. The whole ordeal is very ‘Short Circuit’ and ‘The Explorers’. Whenever I walk within five feet it’s like it’s acceptable to just yell out ‘CYBORG’ or ‘JIGGAWATT’!
I rarely ever need anything from RadioShack and when I do it’s only because my dad tells me I do. But it’s still fun to walk in and pretend I have a half built space cruiser in my garage that just needs a little more juice. I doubt the guy believes me when I can’t even remember my zip code, but what else do I need all the extension cords, amplifiers and converters for?
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