"The self-righteous clerk. Can anyone shame a music fan more than the impossibly hip record-store employee who can't disguise his contempt for your purchases? This endangered character has touched all of our lives at one point or another and inspired comic gold for the likes of the Kids in the Hall ("Do you have the new Pixies album?" "Yeah, it's over there. But it sucks.") and Jack Black in High Fidelity.
I was so terrified of the guy who used to run Birdman Sound at the end of my street in Ottawa that I'd go to other, lesser record shops to purchase records I assumed he'd think I should already own. Is there a sweeter breed of masochism?"
From: "Ode to the lost art of record hunting" -Ben Rayner
http://www.thestar.com/article/230589