Alrighty then.... So this woman comes up to the counter today, she asks "Do you have any coffee table like books on Italy?" I say, "um........no". She gets this appalled look on her face like she just saw Hitler assfucking the pope. She stares at me and says..."But all the other bookstores have picture books on Italy", and I say..."that's super hon, but I don't.....I have the Galapagos Islands, Ireland, Israel and the National Parks, but no Italy". She get totally offended and says...."I have a discount card here"....I say, "that's terriffic, I still don't have a picture book on Italy". She gets all pissy, says she's gonna tear up here card and shop elsewhere from now on. I say..."Thanks for stopping in and have a super day!". She stomps off like a two year old being told she can't have candy. I'll try super hard to pull titles out of my ass but alas only shit comes out, fucking people and their demands......chill out, shop better and leave me alone! God bless Christmas and all the fucking hell I deal with just to celebrate the bastard son of a hussy? Serious snarf!