I have never worked at a bookstore but I feel for you and everyone else who works there. I hear about it every night and on numerous occasions have wanted to go there and stamp "DUMBASS" on Nancy's forehead. Considering all I have heard, whatever college gave her a degree, needs to have their charter revoked. Nepotism has never loomed larger than at the Stand...
By now the whole store is talking about your blog. This must please you a lot.
However, the increasing negativity of your posts is not what we really need to make Strand a better workplace.
Also, my dad got killed by a lousy website - I won't go into details... It was some Mapquest knockoff that gave, shall we say, VERY wrong directions. Very wrong, indeed.
Please make this site better, or stop posting altogether.
Urban legend has it that a few weeks after a junky overdose in the bathroom, a customer was caught rubbing his naughty bits on a lady, which led to an employee chasing him out of the store all the way down Broadway. No one heard from him for quite a while; he eventually came limping in, having been hit with a stout blow to the face, which left him concussed and slightly bloody. At least you haven't been beat up by any feces smelling customers. Did you know that a certain bookstore owner is said to have hired the mob to hijack Barnes and Noble's shipment on Zagat's Guides one year? This is what we've heard...
Hey, you got punched in the face twice, as I recall. And let a chick put the dope-sick shoplifter in a headlock when he tried to run away. I like the one from the early eighties where Fred offered a shoplifter the option of getting arrested or punched. The guy opted for being punched.
My favorite all time employee was the pretty Mira. Where is Mira now? And where is the intrepid "Jack," from downstairs? And the marine who used to work down there also? Thos fucking punch TIMECARDS!!
plus, there were a lot of 30 year olds working for minimum wage. Sad.
This webpage is a tribute to the Strand Bookstore and all the men and women who have been crushed under its jack-booted heel.
If you are one of these people, however, chances are that I hate you too.
Got a Strand story I don't? Most likely. Email me at strandsucks@yahoo.com with rumors, gossip, half-truths, and general cynicism.
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I have never worked at a bookstore but I feel for you and everyone else who works there. I hear about it every night and on numerous occasions have wanted to go there and stamp "DUMBASS" on Nancy's forehead. Considering all I have heard, whatever college gave her a degree, needs to have their charter revoked. Nepotism has never loomed larger than at the Stand...
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By now the whole store is talking about your blog. This must please you a lot.
However, the increasing negativity of your posts is not what we really need to make Strand a better workplace.
Also, my dad got killed by a lousy website - I won't go into details... It was some Mapquest knockoff that gave, shall we say, VERY wrong directions. Very wrong, indeed.
Please make this site better, or stop posting altogether.
-Nom de guerre
My intent is for this site to suck only slightly less than my life/job/lovemaking prowess.
And as for my negativity, I feel that it's actually remained fairly constant. Kisses.
Urban legend has it that a few weeks after a junky overdose in the bathroom, a customer was caught rubbing his naughty bits on a lady, which led to an employee chasing him out of the store all the way down Broadway. No one heard from him for quite a while; he eventually came limping in, having been hit with a stout blow to the face, which left him concussed and slightly bloody. At least you haven't been beat up by any feces smelling customers. Did you know that a certain bookstore owner is said to have hired the mob to hijack Barnes and Noble's shipment on Zagat's Guides one year? This is what we've heard...
Hey, you got punched in the face twice, as I recall. And let a chick put the dope-sick shoplifter in a headlock when he tried to run away. I like the one from the early eighties where Fred offered a shoplifter the option of getting arrested or punched. The guy opted for being punched.
My favorite all time employee was the pretty Mira. Where is Mira now? And where is the intrepid "Jack," from downstairs? And the marine who used to work down there also? Thos fucking punch TIMECARDS!!
plus, there were a lot of 30 year olds working for minimum wage. Sad.
Your dad got killed by a website. WTF?
well Shit...my neighbour just got runover by a website.
Lets start blaming everyone or fucking everything.
boohoo
*SOB* if, if- if we could only harness the power of your whine for the GOOD OF MANKIND!!!
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