Once upon a time, I was abandoned at a Borders Bookstore. Seriously. My college roommate just up and left me there.
Sounds like a tragedy, I know — I can see the title now: “Shelved & Forgotten: College student left to fend for herself in big box bookstore.”
We had driven across town to the only Borders in Las Vegas, at the time. My roommate went one way. I went the other, and was instantly absorbed amidst the aisles of books. My roommate, meanwhile, was bored and ready to leave — and (in these pre-cell phone times) apparently couldn’t find me — so she … left. Yes, it’s weird. One, that she left without me; But more importantly, how do you get bored in a bookstore? Continue reading