A new study at your local independent bookstore reveals that the bitchy clerk with the black-rimmed glasses is definitely judging you.
Research was initiated when she eye-rolled after you asked where the new Janet Evanovich book is and then results confirmed when you overheard her shit-talking you with another employee.
Then you lost points for asking if they had any gifts from The Unemployed Philosophers Guild. Perhaps a witty coffee mug or one of those cute little author plushies?
The study also shows it is not cool to browse Alice Sebold books or thumb through any Reese's Bookclubs. But if these books are so lame, then why are they in the store?
And for the record, while at the checkout she did not believe the lame explanation that your "mother has a birthday coming up," apparently.
She knows these are all for you. And she's right.