A middle-aged woman comes
into the store one afternoon. “Hey, boss, you got When a Man
Loves a Woman here?”
“Sorry, I'm afraid I do
not. It was here on VHS long ago, but I cleared those out a while back.”
“And you didn't get it
new?”
“No. I didn't really
see the point.”
“It's such a good movie
though.”
“This is what I've
heard, I guess.”
“You guess?”
“Well, I'm not
particularly the target demographic so my opinion doesn't really
figure into things, plus I'm the guy who owns the store so even if it
did it wouldn't practically matter.”
“Will you get it?”
“For you? I could
certainly look into ordering you in a copy to buy.”
“No, to rent.”
“I'm afraid not then.”
“You just said you'd
order a copy.”
“Yeah, for you to own
and to treasure for always. I'm not going to order in a movie that's
twenty-five years old and have it take up premium inventory space for
the foreseeable future.”
“I would rent it.”
“I'm afraid that doesn't change my conclusion. Is there anything else I can help you
with today?”
There is not, and the
woman leaves.
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