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What happens at the Store?
Many have said that upon entering the best pirate supply store in San Francisco, they get a sensation of déjà vu. Others walk in and feel at once the miracle work of an unseen hand. Yet there are those whose eyes bulge and shrink simultaneously while their thoughts are so convoluted that they are unable to shout or mutter the question that most plagues them: “What is this place?”
The store log is weekly account of actual events that occur in the shop, as well as testimonials, comments and complaints from our customers.
September 24, 2007
A man came in the store and said some of the following to me:
“I am running for Governor of California.”
“I had a mistress. I taught her how to play chess. I love my wife.”
“I just went off Lithium, and once I was blind, but now I can see.”
“I missed most of high school. It was the 60’s.”
“Once you get off Lithium and get back on, it is never the same as the first time.
“I’m bipolar.”
September 17, 2007
Customer: We’re looking for daggers.
Me: I’m afraid we don’t carry any weapons.
Customer: No weapons??! What kind of pirate store is this?
Me: One that is also a writing center for kids.
September 04, 2007
