Thus begins the first in an ongoing new series, “Things La Doesn’t Understand…”
Leaving work last night around 11pm, I was kinda shocked to see lots of people crowded outside my local Barnes and Nobel. As I got a little closer, I saw ropes in front of the doors. Then I realized, people had lawn chairs and blankets and radios and food and books. I was confused.
“Is that a Ticketmaster location or something? Is Beyonce in town?” I asked my co-worker. Cuz trust, there is nothing like the return of this town’s favorite puppet to create quite a stir.
“No, I don’t thinks so,” he replies.
We keep walking. Once we get up on the crowd we realize what it is…
THESE CRAZY PEOPLE ARE LINING UP FOR THE NEW HARRY POTTER BOOK!!!
Are you HIGH?!?! It’s a BOOK!!!
Now I love to read. I love books. I have hundreds of them. And not ONE of them I ever camped out overnight to buy.
Lemme tell you how La’s future 6 year old will not be camped out in full Hogwart’s gear at 11 o’clock at night to get a book. No, take your little ass to sleep.
Camping out on the curb for ANYTHING is unacceptable. Camping out for a BOOK with your CHILD is even worse.
I just don’t get it…