"2"^^ . "2012-09-30T00:00:00"^^ . . "1"^^ . "5"^^ . . "oh! me first, me first!\n\nfinish line, you stink. seriously. i was in the market for a new pair of running shoes. i happened to be in the mall. i had no plans to buy a pair just then, but my friend said, \"hey, have you ever looked in the finish line for running shoes?\" to which... i said, \"no. never.\" \n\ni went in, knowing exactly what i wanted. i grabbed the pair i wanted off the shelf, waiting for someone... anyone... to come on over and get my size out of the back. \n\nanyone....\n\njust come on by....\n\nanytime now.\n\nput it this way, i waited for about 5-10 minutes in the shoe department while a manager folded shirts by the front door. i spied him, folding the shirts, looking... all managerial, and i kinda waited to see if HE would notice ME. he didn't. my friend suggested we wait to see how long it would take to see if a \"sales associate\" would come over to help us on a not-very-busy-day-at-finish-line. we attempted that game for another 10 minutes, but really, i already regretted that i could never get those ten minutes back. i walked over to approach the shirt folding aficionado; i guess, as is customary, in places where the customer has to work to spend their dollar.... and as i got over to him, he.... seriously, now.... walked away. \n\nit was like i was invisible, y'all.\n\ni walked over. put the shoe back on the shelf, and walked the eff out. \n\nand that is the story of how i almost paid $15 dollars less for shoes i hadn't planned to buy that day at a store i never shop at, and never plan to shop at again. \n\nthe end."^^ . . "3"^^ .