so i may be working at hollister within a few weeks. it'll be good for me, in the trenches with a company i deplore aesthetically and philosophically. i don't even like the smell, it evokes people who fantasize about grinding, it evokes me at my most sarcastic, sexually frustrated and pimpled. it's very dark in there, you can't see very well except for what they're selling, which is pretty brilliant. it's the kind of lighting that gives a pimpled boy hope that his fantasies will come true.

i went to an information session today. the company is proud that hollister, together with abercrombie and fitch, gilly hicks and some other kids store are entirely interchangeable. if you've worked at one you can work at any of them. globally. i mean, this is particularly egregious and funny in sweden because they can import the america they're selling blaringly unaltered.