Dear people who frequent the Borders on Kirby at Alabama (or any other large bookstore that provides armchairs so that you may freely enjoy their wares before/without purchasing them): no fair dropping your armloads of crap in a chair to “save” it and then abandoning it for half an hour at a time whilst you dodder off to find reading material or go to the bathroom or whatever the hell it is you’re off doing. Especially when a nursing mother (whose back and Cesarean incisions are killing her) is in desperate need of that seat for a brief ten minutes in order to feed her baby. YOU try sitting on the hard as hell benches in the children’s section while holding a twelve pound bundle to your chest without any sort of back or arm support (not to mention surviving the glares of parents who seem to resent you for baring your breast in front of their impressionable young children–because, why should they want their children realize that this is what breasts are FOR?). So, may I suggest that you prospective chair-hogs a) FIRST, go collect your reading material, go to the restroom, and/or do whatever the hell it is you need to do BEFORE locating and settling into an armchair; and b) if you see woman carrying a crying baby, or a pregnant woman, or anyone else who seems to be desperately looking for a seat, kindly surrender it to her/him as an act of compassion. Thanks, and have a nice life.