So (not having any idea what the story was about and with no interest in engaging in this kind of conversation with a stranger at work) - when she let me get a word in, I told her, "You have a right to your opinion. I'm sorry you're offended. Here's the number to edit in the corporate offices etc.".
That set her off again...ugh...
I got curious though ....especially cause she talked about New Orleans and how "tired of people thinking Southern people are dumb. People from Portland aren't any better than us in the South."
So I looked it up...there's no way she read the story - or maybe she just saw the first illustrations? Cause what it was, was a change-of-heart story...
Wish the lady would've read it....cause really it just made me want to eat pie...in New Orleans.
I did write the author, telling her I liked the story (and that lady was livid...so I'm sure she was gonna be making big waves...her rage was sure to reach the author)
umm I've already forgotten what we did last weekend -
oh we had dinner with the H's...vented. Nice as always!
Finished MZapata's From Lukov with Love - and lord that gal can just draw things out...it hurts so good. I kept looking to see how much was left to eobook and I almost wanted to stop reading so I could draw it out longer.
And the premise just in time for the olympics...the obsession has begun.
Jamie's going out of town tomorrow - might go see Adam Hood. My mini's been playing him a lot so I think it's a sign I should go.
