Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Blasphemous

11:56 AM, Tuesday.

Customer (in baseball cap, smelling of cigarettes): I really hate books, you know?

Me: No. Can't say I do.

Customer: It's just the price, the...you know, everything. You know, what I mean?

Me (growing angry): No. I'm a writer. I love books.

Customer:...? Oh... That's cool.

END TRANSACTION.

Is there any hope for this world?

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