Borders and Me: Being weird was part of the business model
Update - Hearing about Border’s Books declaring closing is really bumming me out. I guess I thought that I might always get back to working at Borders again one day. Sure, I didn’t expect that I’d be a kid with wild hair, wearing a knit cap all day and night, sporting the same dirty Phish shirt for days on end, but I did hope that I might harness some of that ethos, professionally.
I’ve heard a lot about what people think went wrong at Border’s: Management turnover, real estate, not getting online and when they did, it was in a very non-Border’s kind of way (where was the innovation that made them BORDER’S?), and this one from Jane Freidman, a professor of electronic media at the University of Cincinnati who said this on Michigan Radio:
“It’s a big sign of the larger transition we’re all making to digital books and digital reading devices. So we’ll probably see a further decline of the bricks and mortar stores and further movement away from people reading print or paper books and more people adopting digital devices.”
Sighing as I sit here and think about this… it dawns on me that I won’t get back to Border’s, it will just be a state of mind… there was nothing like Border’s in Ann Arbor in the summer… It reminds me that one day Google and Facebook will be in exactly the same spot if they don’t keep innovating. Border’s was one of the most creative and innovative places I’d ever worked, very Google-esque in the mid-90s… I think that what happened was that they just lost the vision, they lost the unifying principles of what the original Border’s brothers had built and with their departure, so too the vision died…
I think that if I was more business-minded and less idealistic I might try to harness what was at the original Border’s No. 1 in Ann Arbor, but for now, as another once-great Michigan company dies, I’ll just suck it up and move on. You don’t survive here, if you don’t do that… nostalgia is too costly a commodity around these parts.
From February 17, 2011
Thinking about the news of Borders declaring bankruptcy makes me reminisce. I loved working at Borders. It was the fall of 1996, I was a voracious reader, I passed their test and I was in. It was a crazy group of hipsters, book bums, introverts, and even a couple guys with numerous PhDs who found it easier to peddle books than to do something with their education.
It was a family. Everything was very low-key. The organization was new, growing and from Michigan, which made the whole thing even cooler. They also had these databases where you could find any book or CD with these egg head types (how we would have referred to them before computer geekery became cool) who came up from Ann Arbor to work on our systems well before the Dot Com boom.
I worked there about a year before I decided that I needed to make more than 4 clams an hour or whatever minimum wage was then, but as far as I was concerned, Borders was my numero uno bookstore. I still feel that way, even though they’ve changed.
It’s the changes that make for the segue.
In 1999, I couldn’t believe that even with their technical prowess and innovations, Barnes and Noble was online first with BN.com — that was a bummer, as B&N always seemed like the uptight republican uncle as compared to Borders young liberal hipster casually reading Karl Marx. Later, they were using Amazon for fulfillment or something, rather than having their own presence — pretty big leadership and strategic oversight if you ask me.
Through the years the stores sort of turned into a bloated, over-expanded corporate monster without much direction, and the mythos of what was awesome about them seemed to dissipate into oblivion.
Maybe the bankruptcy will bring them back to life, but I’m not holding my breath. Whatever it was that made them who they are, rather who they were, is gone, and it’s tough to come back from that.
In any case, long before Borders became a looming giant they were a pretty cool outfit created by two visionary brothers in downtown Ann Arbor who passed their idiosyncrasies down through the org chart and out into their bricks and mortar establishments. That’s the Borders I’ll remember. I guess the moral of the story is if you do awesome work, care about what you’re doing and bring passion to it, even if you’re a weirdo, well then you’ll probably do all right… just don’t change so that you can grow the business, that’s when things go awry.



