It's obvious to me that we're in a recession. It's been noticeable for a while, but post-holiday, it's like a beacon of cheapness.
We, like every other retail outlet in the world, are in the midst of a post-holiday sale. I've been in the ole bookstore for a long time now, but I've never seen the things I've seen lately. People have gone into uber-thrifty mode, so even a good deal is not good enough, and somehow, I'm supposed to rectify that. Look, I just schlep the books, I don't set the prices.
A couple days ago, a man came up to the counter and asked me "You got any sales on?" I asked him to repeat himself, and got the same reply. I pointed out the clearance sale, and he moseyed on over to find himself a deal. He made a stack of about fifteen titles, then had me price check every single one, even though I repeatedly told him that they were all 50% off. And after all that, he took one up to the register. I found out later he didn't buy it because $1.50 was too much for a book on gambling.
Today, a woman asked me the price of a clearance item. By the way, it never ceases to amaze me how people don't get it when the signs say that they're all 50% off. Anyway, I told her the price, and she said she'd buy it if I made it 70%. I said 'it doesn't work that way' and she said I was losing a sale. After I explained that we don't set the price, she left, leaving her $3 book behind. Sigh.
Last week, a woman came to the counter with a stack of sci-fi titles. She asked me for a piece of paper, and then proceeded to tell me she just wanted to write the titles down so she could look them up at the library. I told her that was nice and that she better put them away if she wasn't buying. She had the nerve to say "I can't buy them. The library is free, but you have to give the books back. Between you and me, I don't always do that." She wandered off, and I had to reshelve all her books an hour later. I assume she went to the library to steal books.
Also, last week, a stupid teenage boy we'll call Skippy asked me if we checked out books. I told Skippy that we weren't a library, and he said his dad told him we would be soon because nobody with half a brain would spend money on books in this economy. Skippy took his father's obvious reasoning for why Skippy can't have ten bucks as our store becoming a library. I wonder what else Skippy thinks...
I've also had more than a few people tell me they would buy something if I'd knock five bucks, 10%, or whatever else off. These people, quite often, are the same ones that treat me like a brainless peon who wouldn't know a book from her foot if they didn't point it out. So I'm a flaming idiot nobody, but I have the power to discount books for no reason? Sweet.
A very angry old, old man told me we were jacking up our prices so we didn't lose money or customers to the library. Apparently, we hate the library. Just for the record, I told him, I love the library. I use the library. But all of us have books we want or need to own. You can't buy these from the library, unless you never return them, and they find you. They always find you. I think the bookstore and the library are not competitors, but allies. He picked his jowls up off the floor and stormed out, muttering something about communists. He can go to the library and sit next to the crazy book thief lady for all I care.
So, what I've gleaned from my interactions with the community is this- if a book is not less than a dollar, you should go to the library, or pretend you're in foreign bazaar and haggle yourself silly. I'm just happy to have a job and all these lovely people to deal with. But what do I know? I have clearance books to price...