Toy Story 3 And The Pursuit Of Mad MenJanuary 3, 2011
I don’t know how well you do with your Christmas gifts, but I usually do quite well with mine. I try to gloss over the odd turkey, which tends to come in the form of a gadget. Toy Story 3 and the Mad Men box set series 1 to 3 DVDs were the few items I wanted, but didn’t get, so I decided to get them myself. I waited a few days for the madness of the sales to calm down, then I set off to HMV with cash in hand and my mental list.
In the weeks leading up to Christmas there were piles of Mad Men box sets. Toy Story 3 had not long come out, so I knew there’d be plenty of copies. Easy shopping! Found Toy Story 3 and then started looking for the Mad Men box set, but all I could find were the individual DVDs series 2 and 3. I was perplexed. I found an assistant who was absolutely lovely. She went off to find out about the box set and came back to tell me they had sold out everywhere! I didn’t think it was that popular. Where did all these Mad Men fans come from? She said they may get a new batch in a few weeks and assured me it would be at the same sale price of £30. With that reassurance, I went to the cash desk and found myself facing this young Goth, who unlike my helpful girl wouldn’t have recognised service if it punched him in the face. I decided to make him work for his money and asked him about the Mad Men box set. He replied, in surly fashion, that there would be a new batch, but it would be at the original price of £60. I was not happy.
I made my way quickly to a shop called Fopp, where on previous visits I have found interesting and sometimes hard to find music and films at a decent price. I was bound to find the Mad Men box set there, I thought, but was faced with the same two individual DVDs that were in HMV. My heart sank. I found a different DVD that I couldn’t find in HMV and paid for that. As I was going up the stairs, I passed an assistant and started to ask about the box set, but he was dealing with another customer and couldn’t help me. I was now beginning to wish I had bought it before Christmas when there were plenty of copies and had not left it so I now find myself in this sorry state.
I was heading towards the exit when I saw another assistant talking to his mate. I decided to ask one more time with a flicker of hope in my heart. If they didn’t have it, then I’d have to let it go. I went up to him, apologised for interrupting his conversation and asked the question. His answer was this: He thought there might be a copy in the shop. He remembered that someone had returned it because they had a duplicate. He then started saying something about the packaging being untouched, but quite frankly, I had stopped listening because my heart was beating loudly in anticipation of getting hold of this golden box set. He said he would go and check, so I held my breath as I awaited his return. Could I dare to hope that it was there for me? Could I really? The assistant soon reappeared – and lo! He came with box set in hand and at sale price. I could now breathe again. I made my purchase and left the shop as light as a feather.
And the moral of this story? It ain’t over ‘til it’s over, ladies and gentlemen.