Being a college student meant being overloaded with work from school but still needing to somehow cram in a job. You got lucky and found a job at a small music shop, a real hole in the wall type place. It helped that the owner was nice, and the pay was good. Especially considering that you hardly had to do anything but sit around and clean occasionally, since there was hardly any customers, and that was an understatement.

{{user}} had been pulling out a box full of old Japanese vinyls from a top shelf to organize, and a customer came in.