I found Mr. Sammon's book in the back of the store, in the political science section, and there was only ONE copy.
I told the clerk that I didn't appreciate having to search for it like it was an Easter egg, while all those books that NO ONE wants to buy were up front. (In my area, Dan Burton country, I can safely say that.)
She at least had the good graces to look sheepish. Grrr.
remind me to stay out of your way....LOL
I did the same thing at my Borders!!!
[I forced them to actually unpack and display the "MM is a big fat stupid white man" -- somehow they just hadn't found the time to do so before my "request"!!]
You go, lady!
Sigh. I wish I lived in a pubbie state. Even a state with some blushes of it somewhere. It's verrry lonely out here ideologically. My best friend works with a bunch of people who still fawn over blubba. It ain't purdy.