Bookman and I have had a Barnes & Noble gift card begging to be used for well over a month now. It is not that there aren’t any books that we want, it is that there are so many books that we want that for each of us to get just one book and to decide what that one book will be, well you know how it is! Searching online was proving to be too much so yesterday evening we decided to go to the bookstore.

As much as we dislike the Mall of America, that is the store we usually go to because it is a good size and fairly well stocked. However, this being a holiday weekend the Mall of America was the place to avoid. We went to a two-story store in one of the upscale burbs that tends to have a good and various selection. We hadn’t been to this particular store in quite awhile and I had good memories of it from when we were last there so I was looking forward to a good browse and the pleasurable agony of choosing a book.

First bad sign: there were fewer books than there used to be and more racks of non-book items. Second bad sign: some of the books on the new fiction shelf had come out at the end of 2010. China Mieville’s new book was hiding in the science fiction section and wasn’t even discounted. In fact, not many new books were discounted. Is this because Borders is no longer around? Or is it because they are pushing for people to become members (10% discount)? Maybe something else is going on?

So I decided that I’d look only at paperbacks. The scifi/fantasy section was a big disappointment, filled mostly with the tried-and-true and long-running series. The regular fiction section was equally disappointing. I ran through author names in my head that I had been thinking about lately. Ali Smith. All they had was The Accidental and I thought I had it already; unread but still owned. Turns out I don’t have it but I didn’t know that then. I managed to recall a few names that had come up as innovative or interesting folk of late (don’t recall who they were now) and not one of their books was on the shelf. It was getting kind of depressing when finally I picked up David Mitchell’s Number 9 Dream and J.M. Coetzee’s Elizabeth Costello. I tracked down Bookman, expecting I would have to choose between one of the books in my hand. But it turns out Bookman was having worse luck than I was. I showed him what I had and he liked the sound of both of them, especially the Mitchell (he liked Cloud Atlas quite a bit), so that’s what we left with. Gift card spent.

On our drive home we complained to each other about the store. I complained about how horrible the selection was. Bookman, who worked for Barnes & Noble for 10 years, complained about the service. No one greeted us when we walked in or when we wandered by employees working on the floor. Bookman had asked one person a question and after taking a bit of work to get to the answer, the guy asked us if we had a Nook yet. Not, sorry we don’t have that book in stock would you like me to order it for you? But do you have a Nook? If you do you can get it for the Nook.

It became quite clear when we were at the checkout paying for our books that Barnes & Noble is really pushing the Nook when the cashier asked us if we had a Nook yet. I really shouldn’t have been surprised because when we went out the door we came in, we had to walk around the Nook counter to get out of the store. I hadn’t noticed that we walked around it to get in because I was too busy looking past it to where the new fiction was hanging out.

We should have felt really happy going home with our new books but all we felt was sad because the bookstore wasn’t what it used to be. We are Barnes & Noble members but we discussed whether, when our renewal came up next spring, if we would let it lapse and start frequenting Mager’s & Quinn, a nicely sized, eclectic, and packed to the gills independent bookstore in Minneapolis with horrendously bad parking. We didn’t decide yet, but that we were even talking about it is a big deal. One thing for sure though, Bookman was glad he doesn’t work for Barnes & Noble anymore. He was happy he got to work there when they were opening new stores left and right and the business was booming. Good times and good memories.