Four workers asked me if I needed any help. They didn't all ask at once, mind you, but enough of a quick succession to be irritable. I gave an emphatic "No" to the last worker who asked. He probably thinks I'm horribly rude, but I didn't mean to be. He didn't know I had been working all night and just wanted to be left alone.
I looked around a bit before spotting the table I always like to see: buy one, get one half off. Many appealing titles and covers lined neatly side-by-side, waiting for their turn to go home with an eager reader. I saw several books that intrigued me, but only two I seriously considered purchasing - Heat and Kitchen Confidential. I thought for a moment, and then a moment more. Finally, I decided against buying the books. I'd still be paying around $25, and I had better uses for my money.
I left the store and immediately drove to Half-Price Books, just around the corner from Borders. I walked to the food section, and quickly found both books I had been eyeing at Borders. I picked them up, walked to the check-out counter, and bought them. Ten dollars less than I would have paid at Borders.
Half-Price Books is truly a thing of beauty.