But I'm bitching again and writing about music collecting; geez, what a bore I've become.
Let's talk about a store transaction that left a lot to be desired at an Office Max not far from where I work. Used to be that I always purchased TDK or Maxell blank CDs to copy music for my radio show because I didn't think Verbatim was as good in terms of quality. That might be true but I'm okay with Verbatim now, until I got a bad batch.
Several of the Verbatim discs had a little gouge; faulty manufacturing. I would prefer my blank CDs to last for what I've got left in my lifetime, so I returned them. Although I circled one of the defects on the disc with a Sharpie, the dude at the counter started going through them, saying "nope" several times when he didn't see a defect. It looked like I'd be getting my refund but I found that to be a rude approach. (This reminded me of the newspaper/book editor in the 2019 version of Little Women, who would go through the pages Jo March penned one by one, slamming them down after he made corrections.)
So I started circling other discs that had the small chip missing. "Sir, you don't have to do that," he told me. I shot back that "I need to be believed." The experience was not pleasant and I was happy to get out of there.