Borders

Dear Friends,

I'm sure you've heard that my time in a bookstore will soon be coming to an end. I cannot tell you how much it hurts my heart. I'm not just losing a job. I've worked at Borders as long as I have because I loved it. How many people like going to work? It doesn't seem like many. I'm certainly no fan of my "other job" (you know - the full time one with the health benefits and the better pay).


No, losing Borders doesn't hurt because I'm losing a job. Borders wasn't retail. Borders was date nights, Borders was study sessions, Borders was stomping grounds, meet ups, chess club, book club, game night, Borders was... so much more than a bookstore.


Borders didn't just give me a job, it gave me friends, confidence, support, and a type of safety I can't quite express in words - I really wish I could.


Our store is still operating, hell, we're still getting shipments and we're expecting to keep our doors open for a few more weeks, but it isn't technically Borders any more. Borders is gone, died in the night after a long painful battle.


Goodbye Friend, I miss you. I wish I could bury some part of you, but I guess I'll have to find some other way to put you to rest in and for my own mind.


I'm not sure what this blog will become. Doesn't seem much point in keeping up with a blog about a bookstore when you don't work in one any more but on the other hand, it wasn't like I stuck to any of my goals or initial expectations anyway.

Borders

Dear Friends,

I'm sure you've heard that my time in a bookstore will soon be coming to an end. I cannot tell you how much it hurts my heart. I'm not just losing a job. I've worked at Borders as long as I have because I loved it. How many people like going to work? It doesn't seem like many. I'm certainly no fan of my "other job" (you know - the full time one with the health benefits and the better pay).


No, losing Borders doesn't hurt because I'm losing a job. Borders wasn't retail. Borders was date nights, Borders was study sessions, Borders was stomping grounds, meet ups, chess club, book club, game night, Borders was... so much more than a bookstore.


Borders didn't just give me a job, it gave me friends, confidence, support, and a type of safety I can't quite express in words - I really wish I could.


Our store is still operating, hell, we're still getting shipments and we're expecting to keep our doors open for a few more weeks, but it isn't technically Borders any more. Borders is gone, died in the night after a long painful battle.


Goodbye Friend, I miss you. I wish I could bury some part of you, but I guess I'll have to find some other way to put you to rest in and for my own mind.


I'm not sure what this blog will become. Doesn't seem much point in keeping up with a blog about a bookstore when you don't work in one any more but on the other hand, it wasn't like I stuck to any of my goals or initial expectations anyway.