Thanks man!

Yeah... I don't know how I did that either! I'm guessing it might have something to do with the fact that I was working with a different guy than I usually do when I go there. While he was clicketty-clackin' away on his computer... I seized the opportunity to politely (and non-accusationally) fill his ears with my frustrations with their crappy photography and complete lack of descriptions of their used merch on their website, as well as a play-by-play of the 5 basses I've been through, the money I "wasted" on shipping, and the $50 dollars I spent on strings that now hang on
their walls instead of mine. I also stepped aside to let a family "play through", who were buying a guitar for their son. I didn't even ask for the strings! After we concluded the transaction... I happily grabbed my new fiddle & headed for the door. The guy said, "Hey... follow me". At which point we walked over to the strings, where he let me pick out the ones I wanted, & sent me on my way! I'll choose to quote Warren Haynes... "Slow happy boys deal with their frustrations different than everybody else"... and mix that with a favorite of my mother's. "Tact, is the art of telling someone to go to hell in such a way that they anticipate the trip". I guess that, just the right blend of those two things, is capable of making a retail store actually pay me to buy a bass from them!