Friday, April 8, 2011
Though maybe that's too strong a word. You see, Artboy is currently a road show and I'm sitting in one of the East Coast's airport behemoths waiting for my flight. I had a bit of a layover that I put to use with a couple of conference calls, "what were you thinking???" e-mails and even a skillful dodge of a message I'm not in the mood to address at this point.
I also, and this is the part I now regret, made a stop by the chain bookstore at the edge of the food court.
This was my mistake.
I could say more, but I think a simple transcription will suffice here:
Bookstore Clerk to Anonymous Woman with Giant "I've Hiked Through Europe" Backpacks and Trying Too Hard Middle Eastern Scarf: Can I help you find something?
Anonymous Woman with Giant "I've Hiked Through Europe" Backpacks and Trying Too Hard Middle Eastern Scarf: I don't think you have it.
BC: What is it?
AWWGIHTEBATTHMES: Jane Eyre.
BC: (pause) Who?
You Know Who: Jane. Eyre.
BC: * (puzzled expression that says, "Who?")
You Know Who: Jane. (pause) Eyre.
BC: Who wrote it?
At which point I turned to You Know Who and said, "That conversation just hurt my feelings."
You Know Who: Right?
At which point I changed my opinion of her scarf.
No. Not really.