I worked at a bookstore (Books Inc., to be exact) in the 70s. I loved that job! I read lots of books, had fun, and I certainly met some interesting people. There was one guy who came in to purchase what I think of as “fancy books” — the leather bound, gold leaf page things. He didn’t even seem to care what the book was, so we were fairly sure it was all for show. There were a couple of fantasy lovers who wore rather bizarre outfits. We had signings (I have a book signed by Ray Bradbury. I never took advantage of that again, as I wasn’t really into all the science fiction writers that filed through.) And I remember another worker there warned me about the parents. She said, “They will come in and their child will either be incredibly and uniquely smart, reading FAR beyond level, or be incredibly, uniquely slow, not reading all all.” She was right; there were no average or un-unique (I know, I know, that’s not a word!) children in our area.

But the best ones were the folks who came in and said, “I am looking for a book and I don’t know the title, but it was green.” Yes. Really. Or “I heard about a book on the radio today. Do you have it?” And “It’s about a woman who falls in love with a man” or some such thing. Believe it or not, we could come up with the book much of the time. We were just that good! ;-)

So when I read the following it reminded me of my bookstore days. You’ll see why, I’m sure:

What Is This Piece Of Exotic Classical Music?

I’m trying to find the name of this famous piece of music which is often played on television against a luxury setting such as holidays in the south of France etc. The airliner BMI even played it when we landed in Nice, France. I would also associate it with the 1960’s although I might be wrong there!
I’d describe it as a relaxing piece of music. A flute is playing and there are strings in the background.

So figure THAT one out, will you?

2 Comments

  1. Jacquie Mardell

    I remember the wild look in the eyes of people who came in around 6 pm on Christmas Eve, needing ANYTHING for a last minute gift!

  2. Ah yes. That was always quite a time, wasn’t it?

    I also remember carrying ALL the cash in a bag over to BofA. Alone. TONS of $$, and I never even thought about it. I’m guessing I’d think differently now.