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   Tuesday, September 17, 2002

SCENES FROM THE LISTENING POST

A short, strange, middle-aged man was hunting for a particular version of Burt Bacharach's "Do You Know The Way To San Jose?" and had two of my record store colleagues tearing open at least ten CD's for him to listen to. The classic Dionne Warwick arrangement just wasn't working for him, I guess, but no other version turned up.A couple hours later, I was in the middle of resealing all those albums when there he was again. Had he left and come back, I wondered, or had he been in the store the whole time? "Excuse me," he asked, "do you have any Burt Bacharach CD's?" I wish I could've seen my own face at that moment. Not knowing how to sugar-coat this one, I simply said, "Yes...you've listened to all of them." With an "ohhhh" of recognition, his eyes widened and he said, "That was here?" "Yes it was," I said, suppressing a laugh. "Oh," he said, "okay," and wandered off. There's nothing quite like working at Yonge and Dundas...