My mom and I went to the Apple store at Mayfair mall today so I could get my phone battery replaced. We pulled into the parking lot and walked into the nearest store.
Surrounded by books and eye catching titles, we browsed and chuckled over various titles.
"Grammar: Know your s*** or Know you're s****"
There was another with advice on how to be lazy. The advice was given by a sloth.
There were colorful and mesmerizing covers for old classics: Charlotte's Web, Murder on the Orient Express, etc.
There was a whole shelf of cook books, which I glanced at but didn't actually peruse over.
"Bullet Journal Method" caught my eye, since I use a bullet journal, but want to use it to a fuller extent than simply a calendar and to-do list.
Then there were the New Releases and the Biographies and Memoirs shelf that we had to look over for a friend's newly published autobiography/memoir. Unfortunately we couldn't find it.
In spite of the book store, eventually we made it over to the Apple store and waited our turn to have it worked on over a plate full of Sesame Chicken from Little Tokyo in the food court. Much to our dismay, it was mostly sugar, with only a few vegetables, and nothing particularly Asian about it except the name. I guess businesses know how to cater to American tastes.
Moral of the story: if you ever go through a bookstore to get to where you're really going, expect to be delayed.
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