Just a short note - I am pretty much over my nasty winter illness and am out of town visiting a friend. I am laying around eating delicious things such as 70% dark chocolate flavoured with mint shards, garlic mashed potatoes, and fatkes with apple sauce. I am snug and comfortable and deep into Anthony Trollope's The Eustace Diamonds. We watched The Wrestler and were sad because it was really good; we watched a recent episode of Bones and were sad because it was a shit storm of embarrassing awfulness. And I'm not buying books.
I also attended a very enjoyable party last night, peopled by my favourite kind of people - funny and mean people. One person offhandedly revealed that she lives near the owner of one of the bookstores I like here and that she sees him - frequently - going in and out of the seedy adult video store on their street. This is what you get for being internet-averse - people can too easily discover that you're a perv and/or not getting laid. This knowledge makes my skin crawl and I never want to go to this shop again. Am I too prissy to live or what? I know. But there it is.
I like my booksellers mean, abrupt, rude, smelly, flakey, obsessed with conspiracy theories or the British royal family, given to pissing on the legs of customers who say how much they like The Secret, or even illiterate - but pervy? I cannae bear it. Sigh.
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Maybe he's trying to get over his sexual repression is too shy to google free porn sites? ;)
I agree. Imagine the things that we don't know about those whose shops we frequent. Or, about the parents of those I teach. Deep secrets, dark perversions, always make the skin crawl.
Glad you are feeling better! And now I find myself with a craving for latkes and applesauce!
This is why it's good to have a wipe when you get a book from the library--or the hands of a strange bookshop owner.
I'm still trying to imagine dark chocolate flavoured with garlic mashed potatoes.
On the glass half full bright side - maybe he knows someone who works at the sex shop and is just visiting?
I'm as interested in what your responses say about you as what my original post says about me.
Also, I never thought of wiping down library books, but now I may never pick up another one without first donning latex gloves. *Shudders*
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