Does your Borders now or have they ever in the past, fancy themselves as a “beat coffee house”?
For quite a while, every Friday night ours was filled with the caterwauling of some wanna be hippy, strumming away on their poorly tuned guitar or even worse, just “singing” a cappella.
I learned to avoid the place on Fridays but when my luck was not so good, I guarantee those nights were my fastest trips in and out of Borders *ever*.
The poor clerks who were forced to be there during those “dueling mating chalkboard fests” looked like they were seconds away from suicide.
Of late, the worst thing I’ve had to endure was a “Harry Potter” night.
We were coming home around midnight and I noticed Borders was still open.
Naturally, I whined the truck to a stop and went in to find people [adults, not so many children] all dressed like HP characters, slithering around the store like a slow motion psycho-circus.
I didn’t stay long because standing shoulder to shoulder with people who had fake stuffed rats and owls affixed to their shoulders was even too weird for me.
I’m also annoyed that the Christianity section now dwells right next to the Satanism/Buddhism/Wiccan/New Age section.
As if.
My heart bleeds : I wound up going to a bookstore to browse, only to learn that I had wandered in on Pokemon Night. Well, at least the ear piercing banshee shrieks of the 12 and under he and she brats the happy cries of lovely children at play drowned out the Alternative Rock always played at high volume in the store (presumably so people trying to remember a title or author would give up and go away, letting the twentysomethings "working" there continue their socializing without being interrupted by pesky customers).