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Day Two Hundred Ninety Seven (Year Two)

Finally made it to the guitar shop in Cherokee today!  It's a nice little store that, at present, doesn't have a whole lot of merchandise in it.  Considering the shop is closing in two weeks, this makes sense, but still.  Walking in I saw a spot that, marketed correctly and with the right mix of merchandise, could have made for an interestingly quirky little shop.

Searching, as I am, for a job up there, I even asked the girl running the place whether they were only open such limited hours because they couldn't find someone to be there on a more regular basis.  She said, that, no, they were just closing the shop.  Apparently the decision had already been made.

It's a shame.  They had a few nice instruments on the racks.  If I'd had a bit more extra cash right now, I'd have walked out with a guitar.  If they'd had a thinner bodied 12 string, I'd have left with one for sure.

What the shop really needed was a few things, be it a line of guitars or something else, to make it stand out from the crowd.  Most of the instruments were off brand, like Cort.  Companies that I had heard of, but not necessarily your Fenders and Gibsons that the average teenager is going to come in looking for.  Now, I understand fully that one needs to be officially licensed in order to sell your Fenders, Gibsons, Taylors, Martins, etc. but still.  They did have a number of Ibanez guitars, and there's a brand name that has been on the rise.

Between a unique brand of merchandise and quality customer service, they could have made something of their small shop.  I enjoyed stopping in, but I would have felt a bit better had the girl behind the counter not spent 90% of the time we were in the shop on the phone.

I'd gladly have run the shop as a job in Cherokee, and while I know there's nothing I can do about it, it makes me sad to lose even a small music store.

I'd have taught lessons out of it, too.

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