There are books. Old school readers that are indeed old, but in very used condition, but that's kind of what makes old school readers cool, right?
Let me reiterate - there are only seven books and no more books anywhere. SEVEN. The seven books are on the ground and you are standing over them with one of them resting ON your toe because you just picked it up to look for a price. They are all ON the ground, right in front of your feet. You are still in the 'shopping for things on the ground' mode - hands on you knees, bent at the waist, looking at the books.
You look up at the man running the sale and you ask, "How much are the books?"
"Those are $1.00 each," the man says.
So you bend down to pick up one book with one hand and the one that is on your toe with the other hand. BUT! A hand swoops in from the other side of your LEG and grabs the book that is ON YOUR TOE that you are five inches from picking up. And you hear a woman say, "Here's my dollar! Here's my dollar!" as she walks towards the man and then goes to her car.
What would you do?
I just stood there with my mouth agape like "Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?"
If I see something and someone is hovering or looking at it already - I DO NOT intrude in their space. Sometimes they are in the general area, but looking at something else, so I ask, "Were you looking at that?"" and then I take it if they say, "No."
It would have been different if there had been piles of books or boxes of books. But there were SEVEN books and one was on my toe.
I'm still mad.
Plus I missed out on a cool old gumball machine at the Super Cheap Thrift because a woman would NOT move her cart so I could get down the aisle.
Then a woman passed me in a NO PASSING zone because I was doing 46 in a 50 mile zone. (THE HORRORS) Plus - she flipped me off. What is wrong with people????
*I still found some good stuff, but how about some MANNERS, people?????
*Taken at a yard sale on Friday. I resisted. :D