I used to work at
Hollywood Video. Don't do that; if you do, get a stick.
For instance, this is every film question that I ever fielded:
Me: Hello?
Customer: Hi, do you have that
movie?
M: What?
C: You know, that movie? With that
guy?
M: Do you have a title?
C: No, it's that
movie. With that
guy. And that
other guy. Oh, and that
one girl with the
hair.
M: That's not much help.
C: Well it has that
theme song that goes '
dun dun DUN', you know? And it was directed by that
guy who did that
other movie. With the
other guy...
M: No, I don't know. Have you been sent here by the devil?
C: ...And then they made a
sequel to it, but it wasn't as good, and they got this
one other guy to direct it so that might be why. I think my mother's third cousin's hairdresser's dog might have known him...
You get the point. I wish the store had permitted customer beatdowns.