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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.
February 28, 2008
A woman came in and picked out a knot. She asked if they are available for barter. I told they were not (knot?). She then said, “Then I have a donation,” and pulled out a fossilized bit of shell.
A group of kids told me bad jokes I’d heard many times, but with such conviction! Special enthusiasm was reserved for delivery of the line “we don’t allow YOUR kind here,” in no less than three jokes.
February 24, 2008
A woman with a giant white parrot on her shoulder came in. Everyone was thrilled. I was not. What a terrible affliction for a pirate to suffer: fear of birds and their dead soulless eyes. Yar. Sigh.
-Dan
February 18, 2008
Today I mopped an entire group of foreign travelers (seriously, like seven of them). It is a good day.
February 11, 2008
A group of South Korean pirate enthusiasts are impressed by the power of my ‘stache. “How long did that take you!?!” they exclaim with great gusto and curiosity.
-Dan
February 07, 2008
Notables:
-A dramatic reading of the “who what where when why how” dice by an unwitting 8 year old.
-A guy bought a handful of mice (six) using two dollar bills.
-Lily
February 01, 2008
Mr Weiss informed me that Lucca, star barterer from previous entries who belted out “We’re Not Gonna Take It” in exchange for treasure, has used that very same song with him. While at first I felt betrayed by my little rocker, I realized later that that’s just what rock stars do, sing their hits in exchange for fortune and fame. In fact, Lucca probably feels pressured to give the people what they want and feels limited artistically. He probably spends all day worrying about whether his fans will follow him if he pursues his new interest in working with Eastern European rock and Argentinean percussive instruments. Poor little guy.
-Isaac
