A blog raveled in randomness
It might sound lame and it might sound stupid, but books are like my friends. I get overly excited see potential “friends” on Book Depository and have the time to reread some of my old “friends” at the public library. However, the books that I own receive a special package of love. The books I buy are most precious, and I see them as my children. I cannot help it! There’s a certain glow to the ones that I have chosen and cared for. (I’m not crazy. I promise.)
The reason I wanted to share this post with you is to know if I’m a selfish person or not when it comes to borrowing books. Some classmates often ask which books I’m reading outside of class, and I recommend a few contemporary/young adult literature that they might enjoy reading. From time to time, someone would ask THE question: “Can I borrow your book?”
I know it’s selfish of me, but I cannot help it! It’s like I’m sending away one of my children to a stranger’s house. Who knows what will happen once that book is out of my sight? They might have a dog with deadly teeth that could rip my book into pieces. They might have a younger sibling who does not appreciate literature and destroy the covers of the books. Or they might even accidentally crumple the book inside their bags! Who knows? WHO KNOWS?
I am overreacting to such a little question, but it’s because I had numerous cases where someone borrowed something from me, and they never returned it as it was. The most disappointing part is when they don’t tell you that they made a damage to your product. One time, a classmate borrowed a Taylor Swift CD from me, and when she returned it, she actually brought it with a crushed cover. The cover was plastic, so the cracks were very visible. But she did not say a word. She just gave it to me as if nothing had happened. I trusted that person to bring back the product as it was, but that expectation was not met and furthermore, that person did not tell me the mistake he/she had done onto the product. It is in the past, and I’m not a current fan of the singer, so it doesn’t matter. But what if the same thing happens to my books?
Of course I borrow my books to people I trust, but I experience this dilemma time to time with others. Is there anyone else who encounters this situation? Or am I just selfish girl who does not want to share with her neighbors?