The CD room, sans CDs
The book room, sans books.
The squeezebox department, sans squeeze.
We don't really have a place in the
new store for the corporate ladder.
Sorry, it's a dead end job! (Also, note
the sad solitary fanny pack. Is this
some symbolic statement of where
Dave stands on the corporate ladder?)
Rob H. restrings a guitar
Man use tools!
One of many "what the hell" items
I'm sure we'll find...Rowan discovers
a flute made out of plumbing pipe
behind the guitar room desk. Just 'cuz.
Our last official 7040 customer, Emma. She
bought some guitar strings at 4:59 pm!
Jackie, Kristen and Rob have loads of fun counting
the register!
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