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Bookstore Customers

This article of the seven types of bookstore customers though a rambling rant is quite amusing and I could not help trying to see which type best described me. While could not find a fit among the seven types , a hybrid of a few of those types may be what I am. The Trufan sub-type under the Seeker category would be any writer's dream come true. They are described thusly :

Trufans. “I want the new book by Author X.” And sure, I’ll try to help you with that. The Trufan ignores three salient points: 1. the author may not have a new book; 2. despite ads or reviews or internet rumors, the author’s new book may not be coming out for another 3 months, or 6 months, or a year (or ever); & 3. the author may in fact be dead.

I have been guilty of being a Time Suck both at book stores and at libraries. Per the author, Time Sucks are those "who want help, and personal recommendations, and plot synopses and books just like their favorite author’s but not their favorite author’s because they’ve read all those" - this is exactly what I need to do when J has greatly enjoyed reading a certain book. If the book is a part of a series, the solution is simple - she can read the rest. If it's not then I have to become the "Time Suck".While bookstore employees may hate Time Sucks, we love them if they are knowledgeable and are able to lead us to what we seek.
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