So. Much better than expected. I spotted the military educator from miles off. He was eating a pastry with a clone in tow, and was easily distracted. "We've got 'Sex After Fascism' at the warehouse - do you want a copy?" I asked. And as he stuttered and asked for the ISBN, I showed him a clean pair of heels and headed towards the pie oven.
It's late on Saturday night, and I got up at 5.30. I'm up again at 6 tomorrow morning, so this post will be brief and probably not very amusing.
"I've just finished a manuscript and..."
I heard this sentence three times today, each with a different ending. None of them were good.
Things I learned Part #1
Gideon Haigh Gets The Shits Easily!!!!
Honestly - I forgot my receipt book. It's easy enough to do when you're scrambling out of the house early doors and it's pitch black. And I'm sorry I forgot it. I'll post you a receipt. No, really, I will. What's your address? There's no need to be narky - I've seen you on the telly mate, you're doing ok. Seriously - how badly do you need this tax deduction? It's authors like that who make me really enjoy the remaindering process.
Things I learned Part #2
Books & CDs - Occasionally Indistinguishable!!!
Setting: A Bookstore. Several trestle tables, all covered in books. Shoppers browsing. Man enters. He looks around the store for a couple of minutes before approaching the sales counter.
Man: Do you sell CDs here?
Me: ......
Oh crap. That's not funny at all.
Now I feel bad about making fun of Gideon Haigh as well. Gideon, if you're reading this I'll send you a book voucher with your receipt. SORRY FOR EVERYTHING.
Next steps: Publish post. Shower. Bed. Booktown, again.
May 3, 2008
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1 comments:
I suspected as much.
His prose goes purple far too easily and you can tell he fancies himself. I've never liked him after reading a poncy piece he wrote a few years back sniffing at the lineup in his local TAB, glimpsed as he strode manfully past in search of Christmas presents or something. Tosser.
Mac
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