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gfrancieAnother true story of my job.
There are moments when I feel like I work at a bar not a bookstore. Partly because the number of customers who need to be escorted to the door because "they have had a little too much."
Of what, it is not always clear. Sometimes it just seems to be life.
Anyways...today we had a really interesting sort who I shall refer to as the Tai Chi Junkie.
He came into the store, seemed fairly coherent. He went into the bathroom. So many people have gone into the bathrooms at Barnes and Noble and return a different person. We aren't talking, "oh wow I had a life experience I am a new person because of the peace corps."
We are talking, "wow, this dude sold me some stuff."
Yeah so he comes out of the bathroom rather occupied. I don't think this person could have operated a toaster.
He was first found lying in the fiction section kind of zoning out on the carpet. Amy said he was in this pose that made him look like Rodin's Thinker. If Rodin had envisioned his thinker a heroin junkie... He was asked to leave. He proceeded upstairs to my area and was blissing out on the audio books and magazines. When he moved, it was in a slow manner like he was doing his own version of tai chi. He could do some impressive poses.
He wasn't much of a talker either. Eventually he was helped out the door and proceeded to attempt to walk down the sidewalk. Yet he walked right into the street. Thankfully no cars hit him. Eventually he didn't do so well. Three Aid cars were called to help the tai chi junkie out.
It was quite a sight to watch him pose and lean to and fro.
We here at Barnes and Noble know what sort of controlled substances people are on and the actions often associated with substances.
One might think with such experience we should go into work that better suits such skills.
Like drug counselor or band manager...or Robert Downey Jr's girlfriend.
okay so that last one was a bit of a cheap shot
But no...we work at Barnes and Noble where we sometimes have to cut people off.
There are moments when I feel like I work at a bar not a bookstore. Partly because the number of customers who need to be escorted to the door because "they have had a little too much."
Of what, it is not always clear. Sometimes it just seems to be life.
Anyways...today we had a really interesting sort who I shall refer to as the Tai Chi Junkie.
He came into the store, seemed fairly coherent. He went into the bathroom. So many people have gone into the bathrooms at Barnes and Noble and return a different person. We aren't talking, "oh wow I had a life experience I am a new person because of the peace corps."
We are talking, "wow, this dude sold me some stuff."
Yeah so he comes out of the bathroom rather occupied. I don't think this person could have operated a toaster.
He was first found lying in the fiction section kind of zoning out on the carpet. Amy said he was in this pose that made him look like Rodin's Thinker. If Rodin had envisioned his thinker a heroin junkie... He was asked to leave. He proceeded upstairs to my area and was blissing out on the audio books and magazines. When he moved, it was in a slow manner like he was doing his own version of tai chi. He could do some impressive poses.
He wasn't much of a talker either. Eventually he was helped out the door and proceeded to attempt to walk down the sidewalk. Yet he walked right into the street. Thankfully no cars hit him. Eventually he didn't do so well. Three Aid cars were called to help the tai chi junkie out.
It was quite a sight to watch him pose and lean to and fro.
We here at Barnes and Noble know what sort of controlled substances people are on and the actions often associated with substances.
One might think with such experience we should go into work that better suits such skills.
Like drug counselor or band manager...or Robert Downey Jr's girlfriend.
okay so that last one was a bit of a cheap shot
But no...we work at Barnes and Noble where we sometimes have to cut people off.
