Can you frickin believe it?
Now THIS bookstore is closing as well! And, as usual, things were getting better up here too. I was comfortable with a nice big store all to myself, even with my budget constraints I managed to keep reasonably stocked. Every day I get people complementing me on my selection and variety.
But as usual it’s the drop in business downstairs that killed the store.
That’s four for four Soho book stores I’ve worked at that have closed. And it turns out they call me The Undertaker now. I’ve still got a job (I’m told), and they’re going to move me to another store (again). I think I’ll get a scythe to bring with me my first day there.