So the other day I was at my university's bookstore buying a book for one of the courses that I'm taking in the summer. Now I don't know about you, but for some reason I would rather spends hours upon hours looking for the book, or any item in a store, by myself, rather than asking someone to help me out with it. This book in particular was something that I wanted to find on my own because the title of the book was, How to Read a Book. I feared the conversation that would go down if I had to ask someone where this book was.
So I'm aimlessly walking around the bookstore for a while now, and a man approaches me and asks, "Are you looking for something?"
Me: Yeah, I'm looking for a book for my professional writing course...
Man: What's it called?
Me: Umm... it's for my class... WRI324. Or 352. I can't remember which one.
Man: Do you know the title of the book?
Me: Umm... How to Read a Book? Or something...
Man: Oh...
So the guy walks up to this shelf and finds the book for me.
Man: Are you sure this is the book?
Me: -_- Yeah, I'm pretty sure.
Now the dude is looking up the course code on the computer.
Man: This book is for WRI352.
Me: Yeah, yeah, this is the one. I couldn't remember the course code but I know this is the right book.
Man: Okay... *insert the look you give stupid people here*
And this is why I'd rather spend hours finding the book myself rather than speaking to people. :)
1 comment:
haha....funny post..
I love the picture you posted. The store looks so nice and I would spend hours there if I could.
I want to see Robarts in downtown.
Spend hours in that library for me during the summer =P
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