The Joys of Working in a Bookshop – #28

Girl comes in looking for a study book. All she has is a note of the title and author’s name on her phone.

…without any use of capitalisation and so severely messed up by autocorrect that it took me a few minutes to figure out that, for instance, the author was called Drumbl and not ‘crumble’.

How hard is it to check your spelling?

The Joys of Working in a Bookshop – #19

Man comes in and asks for the latest Baldacci. I’m still half-helping somebody else, so I point it out to him instead of walking him there.
Me: “It’s right over there, that big pile on your left, under the ladder.”
Man walks over to the right, looking a bit puzzled.
Me: “No, it’s the one on the left, under the ladder.”
Man stays put and picks up a book with another author’s name stamped in massive letters across the cover. “This must be it, then.”
The other customer I was helping has now left, so I go over to put the man out of his misery. “I meant this big pile.” I hand him the book.
Man: “Oh, right. Well, it’s completely obscured by this ladder, so…”