RECORD STORE TALES Part 169: Open Door Piss
I used to work with this guy, Joe. People who know where I worked, they know Joe. And they know Joe is a very, shall we say, unique person. Funny as hell, but there is nobody like Joe. Straight from my journal, here’s the proof. I call this one the Open Door Piss.
Date: 2005/11/26 23:52
So I’m with Joe at work, talking about work or something. The conversation is as follows:
Me – (babbles on about work or something)
Joe – Hey, keep talking, follow me though.
Me – Where are we going?
Joe – Just follow me.
Me – OK, ummm, into the bathroom?
Joe – No, just stand outside, keep talking though.
(I hear him upzip his pants)
Me – Are you peeing?
Joe – Yeah man! It’s the open door piss! So what was I saying before? Oh yeah…(continues conversation).
Joe’s a pretty interesting guy.
A couple years later, I was having a Rock Band party at my house, during which Uncle Meat also did the Open Door Piss. Must be a Record Store Guy thing?

I’m not sure “interesting” is the word I would have used there… I have been at a guy’s flat and his girlfriend did an open door shit. Not impressed. And she didn’t even work in a record store so she had no excuse!
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I think Joe’s done the open door shit too. When he works alone, he doesn’t have much choice! He has to see if somebody’s coming in!
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And when the person coming in sees him?
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He usually sees them first. But they can SMELL him alright.
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Great for business I’m sure! I hope he washed his hands…
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I didn’t ask!
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I would have shut the door and told him the conversation could wait.
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