I know I'm posting early, but I cannot resist this.
So true. And so scary.
You can read the post that goes along with it here
David, you made me laugh harder than anything has all week. Thank you.
Me: “How can I help you?”
Caller: “This a bookstore?”
Me: “Yes, this is a bookstore.”
Caller: “Oh. I need the 8th Harry Potter book.”
Me: “I’m sorry sir, but there are only 7 Harry Potter books.”
Caller: “But I need the 8th one.”
Me: “There are only 7 books, sir.”
Me: “Because there are only 7 years at Hogwarts.”
Caller: “What does that mean?”
Me: “Sir, have you read the Harry Potter books?”
Caller: “No, my son reads them and he finished the 7th one and asked me to get the 8th one.”
Me: “Sir, if he read the 7th one, he would know that that was the final book in the series.”
Caller: “But he wants to read it. What can I do?”
Me: “Contact the author?”
Caller: “Do you have his number?”
Me: “Do I have J.K. Rowling’s number?”
Me: “No. I… uh… don’t happen to have that on me.”
Caller: “Oh. Can you tell my son that there are only 7?”
Me: “No, I’m sure you’re quite capable of doing that all on your own.”
Caller: “He will be very upset!” *hangs up*
PS: I apologize for the cop-out post, guys. But my main character is in a fight to the death with a creepy, soul-stealing green mist thing that can melt people or trap them in mirrors, AND I HAVE NO IDEA HOW HE'S SUPPOSED TO WIN!
How's everyone else's week going?