So I'm one of those people who likes to keep their books looking brand spanking new forever. I guess you could say I'm anal but I didn't realize how much until today. One of the girls at work was getting ready to go to the bank (it's the first of the month so she usually spends a couple of hours there) when she realized she'd forgotten to pick up a magazine. Her first thought was to come to me since I usually have at least one or two books in my bag with me. So when she asked me I handed over Wish Upon a Cowboy since I'd just finished it. The first thing she did when I gave it to her was look at it then look up at me right away and say "This spine is already cracked you know that right? You aren't going to think it was me?" I can honestly say there was real honest to goodness fear in her eyes.
Am I really that anal? I must be since someone who never even reads books let alone has conversations about them had a near panic attack at returning a damaged book to me.
I can't help it though I love it when my books look like they've never been read. It took me years to get around to actually buying books from used bookstores and I only started because moving out of my parents place and having to pay "real bills" took a huge bite out of my book budget. Even now when I go to a used book store it's not unusual to find me with multiple copies of the same book spread out on the shelf while I examine every square inch from all possible angles to determine which one is in the best condition and then I have to determine whether I want the one that looks less damaged when sitting on the shelf or when I've got it pulled out and I'm trying to read it.
Now that I'm going back and reading it. I think it might be a little sad. Then again I can't deny how happy I am when I'm looking at all my like new books with their clean shiny covers, unbroken spines and new book smells.