My Bookstore Blues

When I’m in the mall, I make it a point to visit the bookstore just so I could take mental notes of the books I want to buy in the near future. Books can be so expensive, but they’re great investments. Anyway, that little quirk, unfortunately, has been pushed to the side because of curious events that made me scared to troop to basically any bookstore in Manila.

This started about a month ago. You see, the detectors (what do you call them exactly?) standing by the entrance of stores always go off when I enter a bookstore. I’m absolutely sure that I didn’t have any book, notebook, paper, pen or anything that had a barcode in my bag during those instances.

I don’t know what’s up with me but for some reason, the detectors always, always go off. I actually thought it was just at Powerbooks. But I went to National Bookstore in Glorietta 5 and the alarm went off. I went to Powerbooks and Fully Booked in Greenbelt and still the alarm went off. Darn!

Just last night, I went to Powerbooks in Glorietta after avoiding bookstores for almost a month now. I really needed to buy this book for our Book Club and I miss the scent you only get to smell when you’re in a bookstore. I went to the restroom first, making sure I had no book or whatever in my bag. There was none so I walked back to Powerbooks but as soon as I walked in–again with the alarm! Crap.

I wish I could figure out what’s wrong with me. It’s so annoying. I don’t like being stared at when the alarm goes off. People immediately look at me like like I’m some mischievous thief. When that happens, I don’t venture too far away from the guard or staff’s sight. Instead of browsing the shelves myself, I just wait by the counter, while they get my book. So sad, noh?

I’ve told friends about this but they’re just as puzzled. One friend suggested I could be a robot. What the–Haha! Another said that a “chip” of some sort could have been injected in my body, which is quite impossible and far-fetched, if you ask me. Then again, people can “tag” animals, right? Who’s to say humans can’t be “tagged” for tracking purposes too? Hahaha! πŸ˜€

Somebody, please help me.



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  • Hindi kaya sa static? Hehehe! Sa cinderella sa SM north, tinutunugan ako doon, dadaan lang ako sa tapat, ni hindi man ako pumapasok tinutunugan ako.

    • Hindi ko din alam eh. Haha. Pero walang sablay talaga na sa bookstores nag-aalarm. πŸ˜€

  • Emz

    Hey Hanna! I’m a fan of your blog πŸ™‚ I can relate to this one because this happens to me quite often too. It sucks! Anyway, someone told me that detector alarms usually sets off if you’ve a bar code sticky of some sort (price tag) stuck in one of your stuff, in my case, it’s in the Revlon lipstick. Or if you don’t have any of it in your things, my guess is that the detector is probably wonky πŸ™‚ More power! πŸ™‚

    • Thanks Emz for visiting my blog! Maybe it is one of my cosmetics. πŸ™‚