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That's only one reason. I have many others. But yes, they are all contained in those creepy little slide-out drawers. All of their toys/consumer electronics are overpriced junk. The only thing a normal human should ever enter there to buy is a power adapter for overseas travel or maybe, MAYBE a replacement cellphone charger.
It seems uselessly anachronistic, until you find yourself needing some random adapter for your stereo and don't want to wait for it to be shipped to you. They also have a pretty exhaustive inventory catalogue that lets you get obscure parts without having to buy them in bulk.
Plus, how would you build your crystal radio without them?
It seems uselessly anachronistic, until you find yourself needing some random adapter for your stereo and don't want to wait for it to be shipped to you. They also have a pretty exhaustive inventory catalogue that lets you get obscure parts without having to buy them in bulk.
Plus, how would you build your crystal radio without them?
I’ve never had a satisfying experience at Radio Shack, though they did sell me a ground loop isolator which finally made it possible to listen to the XM without a terrible engine frequency hum. But even that entire process was a huge pain in the ass.
And speaking of which, my old man had his XM stolen from his car for the second time in three months. But that’s what he gets for living a block away from Bishop O’Connell High School for Arlington County rejects and juvenile delinquents. Also, leaving his car unlocked.
After several fruitless attempts at other stores, Radio Shack was able to sell me a phone tap.
It was for a DCist interview. Nothing creepy. Yet.
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