New additions to my Goodreads list
A few weekends ago, some friends and I went to a book sale. We made the long trek up to Eugene and when we got there, we were taken by surprise by the ginormous crowd waiting outside the doors. Of course there were much more exciting things going on besides a book sale. There was a quilt show, a model train show, a builders garage sale, and a knife show. I just knew that all those people were in line for the model train show. I mean, who wouldn't be, right? Right.
We parked and saw people toting suitcases and wagons and carrying duffelbags. I chose to believe they were planning on filling them with paving stones from the builders garage sale. But when we got up to the doors and followed the signs, and the luggage people, and got a number ticket from the lady handing out number tickets, we found out all them crazies were in line for the book sale. I was freaking out because they were all in line ahead of us and HOLY CRAP THEY WERE GOING TO BUY ALL THE BOOKS. Want to know what number we were in line? Keep in mind that the doors opened at 9am and we arrived there around 8:50-ish.
Number 581. What the...?
I should have taken a pic of the madness inside because seriously, it was crazy. We got chewed out by a volunteer for stepping out of the melee to recoup and let the little ones roam. In a corner. Away from any other people. OUT OF THE WAY. Oh, we were sorting through our books, too. Apparantly you are not allowed to sort. Their rule, according to the grumpy volunteer was, "You pick it up, you buy it. No manhandling or sorting." Right. Try doing that when there are like 1,000 other people behind you and literally pushing you onward, ever onward. It was kinda like being swept out to sea by the waves. Only the water would be people and there was no sand and the sun would be really big round flourescent artificial lights. I guess I should give her a break because I think I would go slightly crazy too if I had to oversee thousands of people going mad over used books and not getting paid to do it. We even came across a guy who had this scanner thingy that was attached to an ear piece which was, evidently, telling him the price the books were selling for on Amazon simply by scanning the barcode of each and every book. So in case you ever get to wondering where your books come from when you buy them off Amazon, that would be your answer.
This was what I came away with. And this was after it was narrowed down a lot. That whole basket was filled to overflowing. Also, there were books piled behind Laynee, on top of the stroller and in every nook and cranny available on my three wheeler. I think I chipped away over 30 books from my original stack.
This was the haul my two friends came away with. Between the three of us, we spent $160, with the most expensive book being $5, and the cheapest $.50. Most of them cost around $1.50. So you do the math. Pretty sweet deal, eh?
As you can see from the above photo, we were all slightly blinded by the real sun. No worries, though. We have all recovered and our eyes can now open all the way.
We parked and saw people toting suitcases and wagons and carrying duffelbags. I chose to believe they were planning on filling them with paving stones from the builders garage sale. But when we got up to the doors and followed the signs, and the luggage people, and got a number ticket from the lady handing out number tickets, we found out all them crazies were in line for the book sale. I was freaking out because they were all in line ahead of us and HOLY CRAP THEY WERE GOING TO BUY ALL THE BOOKS. Want to know what number we were in line? Keep in mind that the doors opened at 9am and we arrived there around 8:50-ish.
Number 581. What the...?I should have taken a pic of the madness inside because seriously, it was crazy. We got chewed out by a volunteer for stepping out of the melee to recoup and let the little ones roam. In a corner. Away from any other people. OUT OF THE WAY. Oh, we were sorting through our books, too. Apparantly you are not allowed to sort. Their rule, according to the grumpy volunteer was, "You pick it up, you buy it. No manhandling or sorting." Right. Try doing that when there are like 1,000 other people behind you and literally pushing you onward, ever onward. It was kinda like being swept out to sea by the waves. Only the water would be people and there was no sand and the sun would be really big round flourescent artificial lights. I guess I should give her a break because I think I would go slightly crazy too if I had to oversee thousands of people going mad over used books and not getting paid to do it. We even came across a guy who had this scanner thingy that was attached to an ear piece which was, evidently, telling him the price the books were selling for on Amazon simply by scanning the barcode of each and every book. So in case you ever get to wondering where your books come from when you buy them off Amazon, that would be your answer.
This was what I came away with. And this was after it was narrowed down a lot. That whole basket was filled to overflowing. Also, there were books piled behind Laynee, on top of the stroller and in every nook and cranny available on my three wheeler. I think I chipped away over 30 books from my original stack.
This was the haul my two friends came away with. Between the three of us, we spent $160, with the most expensive book being $5, and the cheapest $.50. Most of them cost around $1.50. So you do the math. Pretty sweet deal, eh?
As you can see from the above photo, we were all slightly blinded by the real sun. No worries, though. We have all recovered and our eyes can now open all the way. The only bad news to come from all this, is that I am now a firm believer of the often used saying, "Never judge [or buy] a book by it's cover."
Comments