I LIKE RECORDS 67
There’s a nice but crazy old woman who comes in. She’s tiny, wiry, and seems to be made up entirely of nervous energy. She looks like a prospector in an old movie about the gold rush. Sometimes she sports a confederate army cap. She found out we buy books, and:
-Here. You guys said you want books. Well, here’s books.
There were three.
Book One: The Chronicles of Narnia and Philosophy
-Look! It’s Narnia! People waaant that because of the movie…it was biiig!
+But, uh… it’s not one of the Narnia books, it’s a book about the Narnia books.
-It’s Narnia!
Book Two: Ten Feet Tall and Bulletproof-Travis Tritt
-It’s Travis Tritt! It’s ABOUT Travis Tritt!
+Yeeaah..I don’t know if anyone really cares about Travis these days.
-But..it’s a music book…Travis Tritt!..and it ain’t Helen Reddy, I know you hate her.
Book Three: Bigfoot!
+Bigfoot, huh.
-Bigfoot! It’s Bigfoot! He was on TV and he was real…This book shows it.
I ended up giving her $3 out of my own pocket (a regular Rockefeller I am), kept the Bigfoot book and tossed the others. As she was leaving,
-I forgot a book…Phantom of the Opera…IN..A..BOOK..It’s a play and a movie..who wouldn’t want to read that.
Oooh, Bigfoot. Is it the memoir where he recounts his early years of abuse at the hands of his alcoholic parents, Sasquatch and Yeti? That’s a keeper.
Travis Tritt ?? Hot damn that man is sexy … I don’t swing that way, but if I did I’d be all over that faster than you can say “Here’s 3 bucks, now get the hell outta my store Johnny Reb”.
Grab that book out of the trash, I’ll be down there later to pick it up, OK ?? Thanks !!!
How did she know that you hate Helen Reddy?