1. I go around the dump truck in the Starbucks lot and the guy almost gets out of his truck and comes after me. I stood there waiting for him because, frankly, I would've buried him this morning.
2. I gave a respectful but mediocre review on Amazon and the author emailed me a bunch just to make sure she voiced herself how unfair it was. I deleted the review and will probably be sued.
3. I can't wait for the rest of the day to unfold.
I think it says volumes about the mediocrity of the author that she would pay more than a microsecond of attention to a review posted on Amazon.
Amazon? NYT Books I can see getting all upset about, but most Amazon reviews are written by people who can barely read, never mind write. (Present company excluded, of course.)
I wanted to more than anything. I just think it'd be spiteful. I should try not to. No promises.
Have you seen the One-Star Amazon Reviews of Classic Literature page, btw?
Thanks Sarah. I needed that link. I guess I should actually feel bad for an author who hovers over Amazon reader reviews. Book sales must really suck. I'm considering rewriting my review.
I almost got into a fight with a garbage truck driver in Cambridge because I dared to cut too near his truck while walking. I wanted to yell, "You do realize its a dump truck, right, with varieties of garbage, ugly green paint, and enought dents to keep a chain of body shops in business?" I just cursed instead.
The person with The Sound and The Fury review was pretty funny though - between reading that in high school and As I Lay Dying in college, there are at least 20 hours of my life that I will never get back. Of course Faulkner doesn't care, because he 1) won the Nobel Prize and 2) is dead.
I wouldn't fuck with a garbage truck driver in Cambridge. They're crazy out there. In Columbus, things aren't so insane. Although, I really did want him to step out. That kind of mood.
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