Today was shopping day and it included a trip to Barnes & Noble. I was having memory problems, so I had to go to the info counter to find the books I wanted.
Me: I'm looking for a book but can't remember the name of the author.
BOOk Boy: What's the name of the book?
Me: Veronika Decides to Die. That's Veronika with a K.
BOOB: [snigger] Paul-o Coal-o.
Me: Paulo Coelho.
BOOB: We don't have a copy at this store.
Me: Okay. Could you tell me what section Running with Scissors is in?
BOOB: [snort] Augusten Burroughs. Biography.
As I walked away, I wondered what was so funny. A little while later, I had to go back.
Me: I'm looking for another book. Kiss Me, Judas.
BOOB: Are you the one with all the weird titles?
Me: I guess. Is Kiss Me, Judas, weird?
BOOB: A little. Will Christopher Baer. We don't have one in stock.
Me: Thanks.
BOOB: I'm not putting you down or anything. Those titles are just weird. Interesting.
Me: Ah.
I'm glad I didn't have to ask him for Amy Hempel's name because I was also looking for Reasons to Live.