Radio Shack Experience Do these guys at Radio Shack ever get on your nerves,

Radio Shack Experience
Do these guys at Radio Shack ever get on your nerves, asking you for a bunch
of personal data when you're just there to buy something as simple as a
couple AA batteries? I think we should inconvenience these people as much as
they do us. A while ago I was in Enid buying a printer cable adapter and the
guy asked me for my name.
"Ghosseindhatsghabyfaird-johnson," I replied.
(blank look of confusion)
"How do you spell that?" he asked, obviously not wanting to know.
"With a hyphen," I clarified.
"Once more?" he asked.
"Ghosseindhatsghabyfaird-johnson"
"Could you please spell that?" he asked, glancing at the half dozen people
waiting behind me.
"Oh... just like it sounds," I said nonchalantly.
Putting down "Johnson," he went on and asked about the address.
"Washburn, Wisconsin, 14701 N.E. Wachatanoobee Parkway, Complex 3, Building
O, Appt. 1382b," I replied.
Almost through writing all this down, I said, "Or did you mean current
address?"
Stopping, he said, (becoming irritated) "Yes. Current address."
"Diluthian Heights, Mississippi, 1372 S. Tinatonabee Avenue, Building 14C,
Suite 2, Box 138201," I replied quite slowly.
Waiting until he finished I said, "No, wait, it's NORTH Tinatonabee Avenue."
Annoyed, he backed up and changed it.
"I think," I interjected.
"And is all this correct?" he asked in a standard manner.
"Of course not," I replied, leaving, "If you want my REAL name and address,
look at the damned credit card receipt."
A little mean, I must admit, but no jury would convict me... at least, none
that had been to Radio Shack.