There must be something in the air at Printed Page. Following an early morning photo shoot for a couple’s wedding pictures, a young man came in to buy books as gifts for his groomsmen. He thought “The Brothers Karamazov” and “Paradise Lost” was superior to a flask or something else cliched and traditional.
Then I got a call from a customer asking if he could use Printed Page to propose to his girlfriend tomorrow. He has altered a page in a book where every word is blacked out except “Will,” “you,” “marry,” “me,” “?” He asked if he could remove his mask during the proposal, and I said OK, as otherwise it would come out “Will you mummify me?” which although a reasonable request, is inappropriate for someone of this man’s age.
A few minutes later, I came upon a couple NECKING IN THE CHILDREN’S SECTION! What kind of parents rear their children to make-out in a children’s section when there is a European History/Spirituality section nearby that has a stuffed chair?
Things finally slowed down enough for me to take shop dog Izzy out back. When we came back in, I noticed the door to the “EMPLOYEES ONLY” bathroom was closed. A guy came out and sheepishly asked if it was OK to use the bathroom. There was definitely something in the air at that point.