When you're a creep who is afraid of poor people and you have a fun story relating to a case that you'd like to send to your section, don't send it to the class-wide mailing list where 1L bloggers can get a hold of it:
I enjoyed Professor XXXXX's mention of Rent-A-Center in today's lecture because I have such a strong memory of the place. I didn't want to take up class time with this story; but, I thought at least a few of you might find it interesting.[talks about how he needed a stereo for a party and went to a Rent-A-Center]
I didn't even want to drive through this neighborhood, much less do business there. I finally agreed to go on the condition that my friend drive his car and that we have a loaded gun with us at all times. Even looking back in hindsight, I don't think this was an unreasonable decision.
The Rent-A-Center salespeople were creepy high pressure types, and the other customers were downtrodden members of the underclass. We did rent a great stereo with six foot tall speakers though. I don't remember what the monthly rental rate was. I do remember that I caused a crisis when I tried to pay with a credit card. The Rent-A-Center people had never seen a credit card before. They had to call a district manager in another city for instructions on how to process a VISA payment.
- (Name Removed)
You know what, don't even send it to your section.
Mmmm....douchelicious....
Well, not sure I'd go as far as calling this guy a creep... But the note does reveal thinking that is a little frightening. A loaded gun???
This could be a good start for a discussion at school, so I'm a little surprised you didn't reply to the note on the list server.
Perhaps. However, he's best known around these parts for a certain achievement with miniature firearms, so I figured I'd stick to a format where I don't have to give my real name.
Ick. So instead of interpreting his experience with Rent-A-Center as part of the reason why the "downtrodden members of the underclass" tend to get stuck there (cannot afford to buy appliances outright or get credit on decent terms), he takes this as a chance to enumerate the horrors of spending an afternoon in less-than-prosperous neighborhood and having to wait while the staff sort out how to accept his credit card? Of course, neglecting to consider why people who have VISA cards generally don't go to Rent-A-Center...
He must get ALL the chicks.