At a Goodwill in the West End: that odd feeling that there was something else there with my name on it; I left with only a copy of Hoot, for work. The clerk was very perky for a rainy morning.
At Chop Suey Books: a Library patron who recognized me and said he remembered how helpful I was; a tempting mid-century Peterson's birdbook, the one with the plates annoyingly separate from the text; the black-and-white editions of Bone; a gift for my sweetie; and the 4-in-1 Hitchhikers series so I can toss my dissolving paperbacks (and, it turns out, gain about .75 inch space on the bookshelf!). The owner rang me up.
At the Fan Thrift: As I listened to two shoppers complain about how They are marking everything at twice what they used to, I spotted the yellow and green Pyrex mixing bowls, marked with ridiculously low prices. Also, I chatted with my hairdresser. The clerk was not especially perky, but she was very, very efficient.