Today was our first day open since the quarantine order in March, and all of our customers were great. We even started the day with a mom who called looking to loiter with her kids and have them read graphic novels, and she specifically stated that they would all be wearing masks, so I had high hopes.
Unfortunately, they didnt show up. But we did have a man who came in looking for Grateful Dead posters announce that he used to live in Beverly fifty years ago "when it was better", and announce that, since we didn't have a public bathroom, "I guess you just want to see a 72 year old man shit in the street."
I didn't. And still don't.
But it did feel like some of the old Harvard Square/Quincy magic had ill breezed through the otherwise wonderful store.