...a book arrives. You look at it and say to yourself: I don't remember ordering it, but I must have, for here it is. And you cheerfully go on with that assumption and yet it never occurs to you that it was a GIFT sent to you by someone else. Thanks, Lauren and Dean! Thanks for the book (really) and thanks for making the old man feel even older (really too). ;)
5 comments:
Or, like myself, you get a book in the mail and think to yourself "I don't remember ordering it, but I must have, for here it is". Then a few weeks down the road you get a collection notice from the book club in which you're a member saying that since you didn't cancel last months selection you now owe some money.
And those of us who may be older than you are now quietly weeping. We've forgotten where we put the book.
D.P.
Jack,
Too funny!
Brian,
Oh, book clubs are evil things, aren't they? Positively evil. What the Preacher should have said was: "Of the buying of many books there is no end..."
How about when you've purchased the book as a gift for someone and you forget, not just why you bought the book, but the birthday as well. :o(
Lutheran Woman,
Glad I'm not THAT old! ;)
Post a Comment