Thursday, February 21, 2013
Today is Thursday. It is book day. I love Thursday's at The Bookstore. It is the day of the week that the special orders arrive. The books that customers can't wait to get and the books that we can't wait to put on our shelves. Every Thursday is like Christmas. Boxes waiting to be opened, books waiting to be held, the breathless anticipation of the possible back ordered book arriving today among the books that are expected.
Thursday is a good day. I often find myself with boxes half opened, books strewn across counters and my desk. Me with my elbows perched precariously on the edge of my desk with a book cradled in my hands. Reading. When I should be taking care of my customers needs. I honestly shouldn't read when I am at work. I tend to become engrossed in the words and ignore everything else. Including the customers, I have even let the answering machine pick up phone calls because I was being held captive by the images the words have evoked.
But more scandalous than any of that is the fact that I have talked customers out of buying a book because I decide it is the book I have to have that day......... I am honest (to a point) when asked about the book. I tell them I haven't read it, that I haven't heard much about it and that I am hesitant to recommend it when I myself am unsure of its contents. All of which is true I just don't admit to them that I am planning on reading that book the minute they leave the store. I then work hard (very hard) to find them a book that I know they will love (if only to appease my conscience).
They arrived. The first item to land in my hands: The Deck of 1000 spreads: Your Tarot Toolkit, followed by The Storyteller by Jodi Picoult, Life Code by Dr. Phil McGraw, One Shot at Forever by Chris Ballard, Healthier Without Wheat, Treat your Own Back and the 13 Clocks. All of which are special orders for customers. In spite of the misbehavior I admitted to previously in this blog I won't take home a book meant for a customer. They will be called and notified that their book has arrived. In the meantime there are more boxes to open and more books to be seen so there is still the possibility that I will be caught hidden behind the stacks of books reading, ignoring the phone and not making eye contact with people.............I am hopelessly addicted to books and I hope never to be cured.