A minute into blowdrying my hair, I always find it the opportune time to check my texts, email, IM’s, take my Flintstones vitamin..etc. I never seem to quite make it through blowdrying my hair without finding something of importance that takes precedence.
“No no no, I can’t be doing this right now! WHERE’S MY VITAMINS?!”
It’s 2:30 PM on Thursday. I have a few things to do today like, go to the bank, the office, my friend wants me to watch her get a tattoo, and I have my geek book club meeting later. The first I’ve ever been to and, well, the book sucked.
Not only did it suck, but it was thee most boring gibberish I’ve ever laid eyes on.
One girl from the meeting posted, “looking forward to tonight! Really enjoyed the book!”
I want to fit in with these people. They are my kind of people. Geeks that love sci-fi, anime, and superhero’s. There aren’t many of us around but since we’re a vocal minority, you’d think we’re abundant.
But no. We’re not abundant. And since we’re not abundant, we’s got to stick together. How would it sound, especially since it’s my first meeting, if I barge in there toting a forty and explicitly discriminated against a book they all cherished?
“This shit is garbage, unreadable, nonsensical, complete waste of an Audible credit.” I slam my beer down. “You liked this book? What the hell’s wrong with all of you? Did we read the same book?”
Let’s hope I can control my initial reaction. In real life, I will not be drinking beer nor will I storm in there picking fights (at least I hope). I’ll try to keep my knuckles from hitting the floor.
Ancillary Justice is the name of the book. It won a bunch of awards and shit.