Yes, it is partially true that the guys who run this wax junkyard are not the most socially graceful bunch. I prefer not to interact with the staff, as they seem continuously annoyed by the air that they breath, however, I do sympathize, as I can surmise that the vinyl buying population is only a very small demographic, even with its relative resurgence during the last several years.
When entering the store, they will ask to hold any prominent luggage you have carried in with you--I have to give kudos to other Yelpers for informing us newbies in the Cheapo bin. Personally, I wasn't affected by their bag quarantine policy, as I have nothing by the way of expensive Apple products or hefty lots of cash contained in my messenger bag. A visit to this store has all of the potential to be a constructive endeavor. If you follow the store's bag screening guideline and if you avoid probing the counters for excessive small talk, the store does offer some positive tokens in exchange for the resistant factors of the business.
With regards to their audio/visual stock, there is a lot of Salvation Army crud and many remains right out of your uncle's class of 1985 overhaul ( at least in the rock section.) I was mildly impressed with their selections. As I am a bit of a rockist, I thought the rock/pop branch was somewhat passe--as I said, they offer a lot of mainstream staples from the seventies and eighties. From what I've observed, the rock department was quite heavy on early eighties era arena rock and synth pop that could be salvaged for less than a quarter of the price over at In Your Ear Records. If you are a scholar of Jazz and Blues, this store will offer a molehill of buying choices. Movies are also sold here as well, and their VHS section is still in circulation (I scored a tape copy of David Bowie's early promo piece, "Love You Till Tuesday.") Finally, their prices are generally on the higher end of the used record store industry, and although a paradoxical misnomer to their name, if you scrounge through everything long enough, you may come across a lucky sell-off or haggle.
All in all, Cheapo slides down the social etiquette ladder to a near bottom of the barrel nadir, but if you can sidestep the, at times, antagonistic behavior of the peculiar staff, you should have yourself a reasonable, half-hour browse through their inventory. Just remember to keep in mind that you're there to pick through their records, and not their skulls. read more