New Sub-Culture
I've always been pretty savvy with all the club-stores that I have frequented. By club-stores I mean shops where most of the patrons feel alienated by the staff and do their shopping at the major chains for this reason. It's like a club because once you are in the club you get treated differently that the other losers who are just checking it out or are shopping for the latest trendy whatever.
Over the years I've been apart of independent record, comic, thai food, boba, music, anime, coffee, and book club-stores. Being apart of the club means that there are some items that aren't put on the shelves and the employees hold them for club members because they would rather they buy it than some guy who listens to Kelly Clarkson, reads John Grishim and thinks CNN or Fox News is objective and truthful.
Today, for the first time in a long time, I found myself as one of the yuppies being ostracized by the surliness of a club-store owner.
I walked into this small tobacco store on Greenwich Ave (the most happenin' place in all of Greenwich). And I asked about a piping tool, but being unfamiliar I didn't know it was called that, so I described it. The owner tells me I only need the cheapest one and asks me how long I've been smoking a pipe. I tell him just for a few months and he then refers to me as a beginner. Then I asked for a recommendation for tobacco and he tells me to get one that he said would be good for beginners.
I didn't realize that pipe smoking was it's own sub-culture, but after today it seems kind of strange. The owner guy talked to me from his comfy chair the whole time and had a new girl do all the fetching of things. Also there was another guy sitting with the owner in the other comfy chair who didn't move or talk the whole time I was there.
I thought it was strange.
Over the years I've been apart of independent record, comic, thai food, boba, music, anime, coffee, and book club-stores. Being apart of the club means that there are some items that aren't put on the shelves and the employees hold them for club members because they would rather they buy it than some guy who listens to Kelly Clarkson, reads John Grishim and thinks CNN or Fox News is objective and truthful.
Today, for the first time in a long time, I found myself as one of the yuppies being ostracized by the surliness of a club-store owner.
I walked into this small tobacco store on Greenwich Ave (the most happenin' place in all of Greenwich). And I asked about a piping tool, but being unfamiliar I didn't know it was called that, so I described it. The owner tells me I only need the cheapest one and asks me how long I've been smoking a pipe. I tell him just for a few months and he then refers to me as a beginner. Then I asked for a recommendation for tobacco and he tells me to get one that he said would be good for beginners.
I didn't realize that pipe smoking was it's own sub-culture, but after today it seems kind of strange. The owner guy talked to me from his comfy chair the whole time and had a new girl do all the fetching of things. Also there was another guy sitting with the owner in the other comfy chair who didn't move or talk the whole time I was there.
I thought it was strange.