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Fuck Future Shop

The boy that works at Future Shop
corrected me on a detail of
the laptop I was considering for purchase
and he seemed so happy to do so
that I wondered if that was all that there was for him
and what that said about the state of our nation
as I impatiently stood in the aisle
under the bright lights so glaring and inhumane
with remote control helicopters
menacingly circling my position
and I’ve been hung-over as fuck for
the second day now.
Damn.

I got my merchandise
was polite to the inept cashier
and strolled out into the night a happy man
because I was now going to the pub
where under lights mellow and warm
there was always someone ready to hand you a beer
and this is what we have been doing
for hundreds of years
before Future Shop.

Fuck Future Shop.