This year, in celebration of 30 years at the corner of 14th & Mass St. in Lawrence, we’re sharing stories from Mass Street Music’s past. If you have a Mass Street Music story to share about your first instrument from us, your latest, a cool repair our shop did or just an interesting day you were here, please email firstname.lastname@example.org.
I came into the store to look around and see what was going on. I had dropped off a resume about a year before, when I had first moved to Lawrence. I came in and Jim was there. He just asked me, “You know anyone looking for a job in a music store?”
“Yeah,” I said, “I am.”
“That’s what I figured,” he replied. He asked me to come back in a couple of days to talk over details. Great! So I showed up a few days later and he wasn’t around. I think that happened at least twice. About the third time I stopped by, he was there and asked me if I was still looking for a job. He said he wanted to think about it, and that I should come in on the following Monday and we’d talk more.
I came back that Monday – I remember it was a really nice March day and the door was open – but Jim wasn’t there. Susan (Willits, now our bookkeeper) was there dusting guitars by herself. I told her, “I think I’m supposed to start working today, but I’m not positive.” Just a few minutes later, a customer walked in and asked if I could help them, so I did and that was that. Jim showed up a few hours later and we set up a schedule, but he never said ‘you’re hired’ or ‘you got the job’ – it was just taken for granted.
About two weeks later, I heard a rumor that Jim told someone he thought I was doing a good job, but that he’d had some complaints from a few customers about my ‘purple hair’ – which was actually dyed blonde. Back then he would play records and drink really, really strong Yuban coffee. He hasn’t been able to get rid of me since. – John Flynn
When we asked Jim about John’s first day he said, “Was I there?”
Do you have a Mass Street Music story to tell? Let us know – email Anne at email@example.com