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"We're all mad here" said the Cat, "I'm mad you're mad."
"How do you know I'm mad?"
"You must be, or you wouldn't be here."
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JabberwockLand
Jabberwocky Reviews
20090423
offical curmudgeonly bookseller
Managed to piss off a 'customer' (are they still a customer if they don't buy anything?) who felt wasn't helpful enough. He comes roaring over in his huge SUV and slams bouncing into the curb, hops out and immediately gives a poor impression. After letting him in an hour and a half after closing time, while busy with the #$%@# computer (trying to get things finished up to could go home!), and after directing him to the self-help section where the book he wanted would have been - if there was one in the store, which dunno, can't memorize everything (especially the self-help stuff), felt lucky to recognize the author when he named it. After he threw a fit over the lack of help, went back and found a book by the author, but it was the wrong one or else he was too annoyed to purchase it. Guess officially a curmudgeonly bookseller now...
Whole Lotta Shakin'
Last 3 days this old guy's been coming in, after betting on the ponies, (from which conclude since he bought all the horse racing books in the store, and had a racing form magazine and pays in cash). He got his walkman blasting classic rock, which seems later than his era, and his hips are a-shakin', enough so that seemed like he was either having a fit, trying to catch his balance or rockin' out. Since he never fell, and seemed cognizant, guess it was the 3rd. He made a total mess of every shelf he looked at, leaving piles everywhere and randomly reshelving everything, really getting annoying, until he drops 2 bills on some books, each day, then his behaviour becomes merely eccentric...