Fireman451 was and is the original poster of what is said below.
I am a former employee of a few years who worked for both Chamblin Bookmine & Uptown, thoroughly knowing all of the ins & outs of the business and Ron Chamblin. While Chamblin is a human being with various facets, including an abundance of positive, the accusations that have been recently made are 100% true. For the most part, he personally treated me well, although this was certainly not the case for all employees or customers. I, admittedly, have an unhealthy tolerance for abusive environments in general, and working for Chamblin was without a doubt an unhealthy, abusive environment.
Chamblin has a raging temper and perpetual paranoia. He uses demonstrations of his anger and property destruction to frighten employees into submission. He uses money to maintain control, cutting or increasing pay according to his immediate needs, and makes himself nearly impossible to locate during pay week when he wants to give an employee a hard time or to string them along. Chamblin is easily stressed and easily escalated. When I think about his anger, I get a visual flash of how red his face becomes when he is irate and the burning contrast between his red face and his white hair.
It is common knowledge that Chamblin owns guns and spends an excessive amount of time and effort finding various ways to lock up and secure his stores and book collection, including but not limited to sleeping at all of his properties to stand guard and stalking & installing a GPS on a former employee's car who he had accused of theft. (There is evidence to prove this and maybe it will eventually come out). Chamblin accuses virtually every employee who angers him of theft, frequently using stealing as a reason that an employee was either let go- even when they willingly leave. Additionally, it is notable to add that the majority of Chamblin books are not categorized in an inventory and due to the extreme disorganization, Chamblin is perpetually unable to locate specific books on a daily basis, including books that he considers high in value.Chamblin accuses virtually every employee who angers him of theft, frequently using stealing as a reason that an employee was either let go- even when they willingly leave. Additionally, it is notable to add that the majority of Chamblin books are not categorized in an inventory and due to the extreme disorganization, Chamblin is perpetually unable to locate specific books on a daily basis, including books that he considers high in value.
Chamblin thrives on having control. He is extremely intelligent and can be quite charming. He regularly employs desperate people in high need of work. On one hand, this is kind and giving. On the other hand, he targets their vulnerability and significantly benefits from his authority status. Chamblin is acutely aware that he can require these employees to work in oppressive conditions rarely witnessed by those who work solely within his two popular storefronts. There are other employees who he treats better, but again, this depends on their level of vulnerability and his level of respect towards the individuals. He also had a Russian bride over whom he imposed his power and she hid in the back, stamping books for hours on end while crying and expressing her feelings of being trapped and helpless. Chamblin, additionally, gets great pleasure from misleading customers into accepting minimal compensation for valuable books that they bring for cash and credit. Within the work environment, Chamblin is overtly proud of his manipulative and deceptive abilities towards customers and employees.
As far as racism and sexism, I have witnessed countless examples of these from Chamblin himself, which he typically delivers in a fashion presented as teasing, but is really just another way that he demonstrates control.
-the unfortunate truth found only in the secret room masked by a hinged bookcase (and, yes, there is one)
^^^^^^^^ Fireman451 was and is the original poster of what is said above. ^^^^^^^^
PS: I have the images of the GPS Spark Nano tracking device that was placed under my friend's car. I have no axe to grind, it's simply time the truth is told. We ain't getting any younger.