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| - PC is one of those low brow chain stores that everyone thumbs their noses at until they desperately need something from there. That's right, Party City, you're the Wal-Mart of party supply stores.
And what's with the clever misnomer? I've been inside PC many an unfortunate occasion, and have yet to see a party. Only disheveled parents shuffling around trash-strewn aisles searching for Dora the Explorder party favors. I never understood party favors. I mean, I can see giving your guests some leftover finger food or some unopened bottles of soda/liquor on their way out, but no one ever says "HOT DAMN THAT WAS AN AWESOME PARTY! AND LOOK, I GOT A FUCKING NINJA TURTLES NOISEMAKER! THIS WAS THE BEST PARTY EVER!"
When I host a party, I admittedly make goodie bags for the guests, but they're usually full of things they're going to use during or after the party (lotion, candy, condoms, I'm not going to elaborate any further). You're not going to find any of that useful shit at Party City.
And anybody who admits to have bought their costume at Party City isn't going to be at any parties where there will be pictures taken. Because there is nothing worse than browsing through pictures of a party and hearing people chuckle "where the fuck did he/she get that costume?". Do yourself a favor and buy a real costume, or make one yourself.
And for the record, anything from Legs Avenue does not count as a costume. Legs Avenue costumes are constructed around one simple premise; that one can have sex in it without having to do any major adjusting. That's not a costume you're wearing, it's very elaborate underwear. Go to Spirit or Easley's, get a real costume, and God help you if you come back as a schoolgirl or as The Crow.
The most intriguing aspect of PC is their hiring policy. While Guitar Center may actually attempt to hire people who know stuff about guitars, Party City goes out of their way to hire people with no party-attending experience.
Got a question? So do they; why are you asking? They don't know. They're just here until Zia Records starts hiring again.
The one thing Party City does well is uphold corporate standards. Every store is at the same level of filthiness, and every staff member is guaranteed to be the idiot you were hoping they wouldn't be. It's exactly the kind of insipid conformity you'd expect from a chain.
Just give me a few more minutes and I'll get off the high horse.
I'm hostessing a Halloween party this month, and you can bet you won't find me looking for skeleton napkins and vampire plates here. Unless I forget to buy them earlier and end up running here because it's right by my house and really convenient, but I will totally lie about where I got them if you ask me later. Don't ask to see the receipt. It's in the trash with my Wal-Mart receipt and Whopper wrapper.
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