Due to the sad fact that my portable music-playing device has mysteriously died on me, I have been relegated to listening to my favorite music on cassette. However, my old tape player broke so I had to go out into the marketplace and purchase one.
Now I needed to buy a tape player that does not record (don’t ask…I won’t tell), so I went to my local big-box store headquartered in Minnesota with the bulls-eye logo (hey…if they’re not going to buy ads for my blog, why should I give them a free shout-out) to purchase siad item.
I dutifully approached the first person I found clad in a red shirt and asked where I could locate a cassette player…and only a cassette player.
I honestly didn’t think my request was that out of the blue, but then I read this item from BBC News about the death of the Sony Walkman and saw indeed that I was asking to buy a dinosaur.
Side Note: Why does the big-box store headquartered in Minnesota make employees bring thier own red shirts to wear to work instead of providing them with a standard vermillion top?