Me, Myself, and Whatever

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Monday, November 20, 2006

Wanna get Kicked Outta Chapters?

About a week ago, I met my friend *A at Starbucks for coffee. We wanted to have a chance to get together and catch up. We chatted for about an hour, about everything and nothing. Sounds normal right? Yeah, it was, except I have not seen her for about a year... Sigh. But it was great. You know how you just have some friends that you can pick up right where you left off, and there is no hard feelings? It was like that. Always has been. I loved it. Every minute of it. Anyway, we both still had some time to kill, and you can only sit on the metal Starbucks chairs for so long before your ass goes numb.

The Starbucks that we were in just so happens to be a attached to Chapters. We decided to take a gander through the books, looking for potential Christmas gifts, and somehow we ended up strolling through the 'self-help' section, which bordered the 'sexuality' section. The stroll abrubtly ended right in front of those shelves, as a few titles caught the eye. There were just so many books that brought about extreme fits of the giggles! Just imagine two modest, sexually inexperienced, good Christian girls dying of laughter because of the book titles. "The Pop of Book of Sex" and "You and the Kama Sutra, How to Make it Work" and my favorite: "DICK - A User's Manual". Of course that one brought out the strongest reaction! A* and I were almost rolling around on the floor. Or at least laughing so hard we were stumbling into the nearby shelves. Uncontrollably laughing. And so loud, everyone was looking at us. But still unable to stop.

We were approached by a young man, a Chapters employee, who looked like he had been told to go and assess the situation, and he wanted to be anywhere but there. He took a few tentative steps toward us, and then just stopped and stared. I saw him, she didn't. I tried to get myself under control. Just as soon as I had stopped laughing, she would have a new fit of giggles, and it just spread. Then she would be done, and I would start again. The young man turned around, shook his head, and left.

Once we had ourselves under control, we took our selections to the front, and paid. That same young man was standing in a corner of the checkout counter, speaking with an older woman who I'm sure was his supervisor. She was shaking her head, and he turned, pointed at us, and walked away from her. I'm sure that had we not left the store on our own, we would have been asked to leave...

But I had fun, so did A*, and I'm sorry, but the self help and sexuality sections should never be beside each other. I have no doubt that it will happen again, to someone else. *Giggle*

5 Comments:

  • At November 21, 2006 5:12 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    You're absolutely right...they should make the transition between self-help and sexuality a little smoother....say, with a self love section. Ha.

     
  • At November 22, 2006 12:50 PM, Blogger CE said…

    Why not!

     
  • At November 22, 2006 2:09 PM, Blogger Laura said…

    Oh it was great. If we had not read the tiny, and I mean tiny, we would have had no idea of what was going on. But really, who would buy that book? Maybe a really desperate guy. Or me. For a laugh.

     
  • At November 22, 2006 9:22 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Hey chica!

    Haha! That is TOO funny! Funny... I just never really noticed. xD

    Love ya's!

    Jo

     
  • At November 29, 2006 11:30 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Tsk, tsk, tsk, Laura.

    :P

     

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