I've been listening to this

I've been listening to this obsessively in my car on the way to and from school and libraries. Every single time that first song chimes in, I am brought back to my first few months in music at my job at the bookstore.
I really loved that job. I woke up every morning truly excited to be going to work. So what if I made shit money? I went to work, I opened the CD player and put six CDs in. My choices. All day, I worked and listened to music that I liked. Oh, sure, you had to deal with the problem of making sure your co-workers liked the music, but most of the time, there were very few problems. So much of what I listen to now was introduced to me during that time (about a year, I think) in the music department. And I made good friends. With the exception of C, I don't think any of my friends from B_______ were not in music. Even S started in music, even though he moved to SPT.
The funny thing is, when I moved to music, everyone in music talked constantly about how bad the job had become, and how not fun it was. I don't know how great it had been, but I know that there was still great things about the job. And when I look at what that job became (non-existent), I feel sad. I feel sad because that bookstore just ruined itself. The parent company completely removed the music desk and the music staff went right with it. I really trace the downfall of the store to that moment, when the music desk disappeared. I could wax poetic about it, probably for a long time, but the truth of the matter is, the pay was shitty, and it was never going to get better. I'm glad I left, but I wish, sometimes, that I hadn't had to.