I wish that sentiment could be impressed upon a few people around Toronto... After my little escapade with my LHS, I've made the following resolutions: 1) When one of the three guys I (now) trust sharpens my blades, I'm giving the cash directly to them, with a tip if possible. The list price for a sharpening at this place is shockingly low - which I like, of course, being a broke grad student - but I think I could probably double it for them now and then. 2) If it's one of the guys I don't trust, I'll pay at the front and get a receipt. Story time: One of my favourite days in a hockey shop involved going with a buddy of mine (who was about to move overseas) out to a well-known goalie store. It was a bit of a trek, so we figured we'd make a day of it. Thing was, I didn't need any gear and my mate hadn't yet figured out how he was going to ship his stuff across the Pacific without effectively doubling its cost. Long story short: we weren't going to buy anything, but we were going to spend a lot of time in the shop. First, we called ahead and let them know we were coming. We figured out a day that would be relatively quiet, and settled on that When we showed up, we made sure to stay out of the way of real customers. Anything we touched, we put back. When the shop calmed down a bit, we sat around, tried out some stuff, and shot the shit, so to speak. Good times. At the end, we presented them with some beer, with the intention of leaving it as thanks for wasting their time. Hell with that, said the shopkeeps - we all went through to the stockroom and had a little afternoon sip to celebrate a pretty good day.