No dice last night

Retail wise that is. We had an illing kitteh to take care of, so no stopping at the store on the way home. I’ll probably hit the Shack on the way home, if nothing else, for old times sake. I just can’t see myself wanting to buy from Amazon. It’s not that they have a bad service, but if I call them up, there is no one on the other end ego can answer questions. No one who can give me a recommendation. No one who can point out another product I might be interested in.
Yes. I understand the systems they have can do that, it’s just that I have very particular tastes that do not fit algorithms well. I like Slayer, Ministry, Iron Maiden and a slew of other bands. I get angry when I get recommendations of Metallica or Pantera. Honestly, …those bands. I like Soundgarden and Nirvana. I don’t like Alice in Chains or Pearl Jam. Played. Out
It’s not that I’m some beautiful unique butterfly, but that I’m not going to wade through a morass of bands I at best dislike, at worst detest (I’m looking at you Pantera), to get a recommendation of a band I could just as likely find going to a music store. But at the store when the rage bullets form behind my eyes, it signals to the clerk, not him. He won’t like the white supremacy of Pantera.