Book Wars

"In coming!"

I look up just in time to see a small paperback book flying over the shelf aimed directly at my head. Already crouched down, I roll to my right, just narrowly missing The Da Vinci Code.

"Jeff!" I yell, sitting back up on my knees. A low laugh comes from the other side of the book shelf and I see three more paperbacks flying overhead, like bombs aimed at me. I jump up, still holding onto the gray scanning gun, just as the books hit the ground, one bouncing off my arm. I scowl momentarily at my immature co-worker and then grab the discarded books and quietly tip toe around the store's bookshelf.

There's Jeff, scanning the paperbacks on the shelf and tossing overhead the ones we're to get rid of according to our inventory list.

"BAM!" I yell, aiming the gray laser gun in his direction while chucking the three paperbacks in my hand at him.

"Hey!" He yells, laughing, while using a hardcover The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay to shield himself from my throws. As I look around the corner for more discarded books, I see paper flying at me. We engage in a full out book war and not one customer comes in to see what is happening. Eventually, he jumps up and runs at me. Grabbing my waist as I bend down, he slings me over his shoulder and carries me toward the other end of the Fiction section. I kick my legs and hit his back like a spoiled child, losing my breath from laughing and yelling at him to place me down. When we get to the front counter, he does and I hit him on the shoulder with my scan gun.

Somehow, we still got all of our work done that night at the bookstore.