A long fought battle against an evil empire

A not-so-long time ago, in the bookstore where I work....

It is a period of civil war. Local

booksellers, striking from a  small town, 

have won various sales

against the evil Amazon Empire.

During the holidays, Local Booksellers managed

to sell more books to people who actually read, 

the customers, and

sales where high enough that they hoped they'd have the

power to destroy an entire cooperation.

Pursued by the Amazon's sinister discounts,

Booksellers races to work at

bookstores,  hopeful for a chance

to save indie booksellers and restore

freedom to the bookworld...

Ok so this may have been a bit of an over exaggeration. Yes, amazon has amazing deals and they provide a lot of jobs to various towns dotted around the globe, as long as those towns don't collect taxes from Amazon. If so, than to bad. 

But unfortunately it is the sad truth that Amazon is forming a monopoly over the book industry (Yea. like the board game. Still illegal now a days too.) And even more unfortunate than that is the fact that Amazon is practically tho only one making money off of their sales. Their discounts are so low that the publishers, editors, book binders, even the authors, get very little profit. 

Various well know writers have vowed to only sell their books in indie bookstores (though I am growing more accustomed to acknowledging various chain bookstores as... well... bookstores now. Mostly out of hate for amazon.) This helps a lot because it means the people who actually know books, can help you buy books. Not having book worm booksellers is like buying a car from someone without a drivers licence. 

So here is the point of my rant: Booksellers dislike Amazon in almost a religious passion. So PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE don't come into our stores and then tell us how you're just looking for something to order online later. 

Honestly I have never been closer to kicking someone in the teeth than when I hear someone say this. 

Go into a nice restaurant, order something, and when it arrives, look at it then say you'll go home and make it yourself. 

Same thing.  

End of rant.