Buttocks in Bookstores

To have buttocks in bookstores, or not. That is the question.

Today we bought a book in the local bookstore. As we were leaving the store, I paused to contemplate some posters of teenager nymphs with perfect silicone implants and body piercings.

I began to walk down the stairs only to be confronted with the shop assistant’s buttocks, facing the glorious air and Albert and Jett.

I stopped in my tracks. My mouth dropped. Albert, knowing better, was obviously looking the other way. Jett was too little to see behind the counter.

I continued down the stairs, and joined my family. The shop assistant (did you picture a man or woman?) turned her blank stare towards me with such a display of in your-face-rudeness my head nearly popped off.

There is, in my opinion, a time and a place for buttock displaying – and a book store is not one of them. Unless its adult books you are searching for.

Yes. I do think there should be some basic dress code for retail shops. I think, considering the issue further, that I understand displaying the buttocks in a shop selling fashion. But I do draw the line at the bookstore. Indeed I do.

Granollers is looking for a tourist trap. How about ‘behind every great reader is a great bottom – buttocks and books in Granollers’.

I think that’s rather catchy.