My wife and I were in your store on Saturday night.  Your store is going out of business, so we decided to see if there were any deals - specifically, we wanted another guitar for Guitar Hero World Tour.  The store had it, but we didn't know how much of a discount we would get, so we took it to you, at the counter.

The sticker price was $65.  You told us that we could get it for $35.  My wife and I excitedly high-fived at our good fortune.

I immediately regretted this act of spontaneous shopping excitement.  We are saving $30 on our plastic guitar because your store is going out of business, and you are losing your job.  The look on your face made it clear that you thought we were horrible, insensitive people, and you hoped we would get in a terrible car wreck before we ever got to use our new purchase.

So, uh, sorry about that.  Not about the purchase, or the saving money, or even you losing your job.  But sorry for rubbing your nose in it.