As I'm making the sign for Wednesday's New Releases, a woman walks in, picks her wedge, scratches her butt, and walks out without saying a word or pretending to look at any books. A Random Loiterer giggles, and then approaches me:
RL: Did you see that?
Me: Oh yea.
RL: Is this, like, the place people go to be weird?
Me: Pretty much.
RL: Do you ever have days where you just want to lock the store and sit in air conditioned silence?
I put my marker down and stare, wistfully, into the dist...wall covered in posters.
RL: "Rephrase. Do you ever NOT have any of those days?"
Me: "Shhhhhh. I'm in my Happy Place."