i fucking hate taking price stickers off books, especially mass market paperbacks
why can't they just have a goddamn shelf for 25 cent books, and, considering I'm on the vein already, WHERE THE FUCK DID MY CENT KEY GO AND WHY DO I NOW HAVE TO ACCESS IT THROUGH SOME SORT OF INSERT ARCHAIC GODDAMN SYMBOL MENU? Rob's idea of changing the name of pennies to 'reagans' was brilliant even before i modified it to 'gippers', as in "that’ll be three dollars and twenty-five gippers, after the governor takes her sweet little slice"
thank you, thank you
guess what? i got f-ing tipped yesterday for selling books! one dollar! moments after i tipped the sweet girls at Evergreen who were capably womaning the food booth from the organic farm. no wonder they have so many food co-ops in Minnesota. I never thought of it that way before! Look at all those oooooooooooooooooooooooooos
karma is indeed a blessed thing, or, as Mark Helprin so aptly puts it in the book I’m currently reading too slowly, A Winter’s Tale, : (take that grammerticians)
“We learn that justice may not always follow a just act, that justice can sleep for years and awaken when it is least expected, that a miracle is nothing more than dormant justice from another time arriving to compensate those it has cruelly abandoned. Whoever knows this is willing to suffer, for he knows that nothing is in vain.”
Holy-sweet-good-goddamn! Rob, this one’s too hot for water. I can see why it’s yer favorite.
All I can add is this: When the timing boils down to nothing and a good selfless deed on your part is immediately returned in kind from an unpredictable source, that moment itself is pure redemption.
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