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Minding the Store
Minding
the
Store
A BIG STORY ABOUT
A SMALL BUSINESS
ALGONQUIN BOOKS OF CHAPEL HILL 2018
by Julie Gaines
Illustrated by Ben Lenovitz
Published by
Algonquin Books of Chapel Hill
Post Office Box 2225
Chapel Hill, North Carolina 27515-2225
a division of
Workman Publishing
225 Varick Street
New York, New York 10014
2018 by Julie Gaines. Art
2018 by Ben Lenovitz.
All rights reserved.
Published simultaneously in Canada by Thomas Allen
Son Limited.
Design and color by Rose Wong
Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Names: Gaines, Julie, author.
|
Lenovitz, Ben, illustrator.
Title: Minding the store : a big story about a small business /
by Julie Gaines ; illustrated by Ben Lenovitz.
Description: First edition.
|
Chapel Hill, North Carolina :
Algonquin Books of Chapel Hill, 2018.
Identifiers: LCCN 2018011663
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ISBN 9781616206628
(
hardcover : alk. paper
)
Subjects: LCSH: Fishs Eddy
(
Firm
)
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Tableware.
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New business
enterprises
Management.
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Stores, Retail
Management.
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Family-owned
business enterprises
Management.
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Entrepreneurship.
Classification: LCC HD9971.5.T324 .F574 2018
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DDC 338.7/64270973
dc23
LC record available at https://lccn.loc.gov/2018011663
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First Edition
&
To Vivian and Valerie, and mothers everywhere.
CONTENTS
Introduction
A pivotal moment, fifth grade, Staten Island, 1976.
Overhearing my mothers conversation with the saleslady
at the jean store while Im in the changing room.
Mother: Shes just impossible to fit.
Saleslady with heavy Staten Island accent: Yuh know,
huh problem is shes not petite, shes just really shawt.
I was no particular standout.
Jealous of my two pretty sisters and stuck at 411
when everyone else kept growing, mediocre could
have been my middle name. Instead its
.
.
. Beth.
But underneath the plaid shirts and clogs, behind the
pounds of makeup I wore on days I was trying to belong,
there inside me was a small spark of certainty that someday,
somehow, I would find a way to fit into this world.
Chapter 1
Road to Fishs Eddy
Soon after college I moved to West 15th Street.
There was a small glassware shop at the end of
the block, so I went in to buy some drinking glasses.
The boy at the register introduced himself as Dave
and said he ran the shop, which belonged to his
cousin. He said the job sort of got him out of trouble.
Whatever that meant. I introduced myself as Julie
and said I had an art degree. Whatever that meant.
I told Dave how I left Staten Island to study art and that
I made the biggest paintings in the class, which apparently
didnt make them good paintings, just very big paintings.
Dave annoyed his mother so
much that she bought him a
one-way ticket to anywhere he
wanted. So at seventeen years
old Dave came to New York City.
Dave told me about his childhood
in Miami. He said when his mother
invited her friends over for poker
night he intruded on their game,
often with a dead snake he found
in his backyard.
Dave said he was effective at scaring most
of his mothers friends, except for the friend
who was taking child psychology classes in
continuing education and asked if she could
do an independent study of Daves behavior.
That week Dave and I went
to see
The Gods Must Be
Crazy
, and from then on we
were together all the time.
I told my father about Dave but then
regretted it, because, while my father didnt
have great expectations for me career-wise,
he took a profound interest in who I dated.
An odd man came into the store and
bought a useless glass hurricane shade,
Dave said a few days later.
All I had to hear was
odd and useless.
I havent
sold one of these
the entire time I
worked here.
Oh no,
what did he
look like?