Good riddance - I haven't shopped at CompUSA for ages. The first time I went in, the surly salesboy used the politely delicate phrase "piece of shit" when describing the differences between two items I was interested in. I went to another store and bought one.

The next time I went in (as a favor to a friend, not on my own) the children at the customer disservice desk had a movie playing on a big-screen TV (so they could watch something instead of doing work, I guess), a movie featuring loud swearing, violent gun murders, and bright colored explosions. When I finally got to the front of the line, I discovered that the employee must have been very religious - he twice offered up a prayer to a god named "Jesus F***ing Christ" while working on my problem.

They deserve to go out of business, although I suspect the owners will somehow end up with millions of dollars and the employees will get the usual kick in the arse.