For a couple of months I've worked mostly nights at a 'big box' bookstore. I am absolutely fascinated with books and would not work retail in any other environment. But there are lot of not-so-bright people employed by this bookstore who really irritate me because they don't seem to care about the books -- our one and only product -- books.
Every where I go to work I want to make everything right. But I can't. I can't change the world. I can't rule the world. I just have to try to live by my principles in a world that doesn't seem to have any.
Wrong.
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