story time: i was at my younger sibling's middle school concert a few nights ago, and there was a book sale before the performance started. So I, obviously, go check it out because I only brought one book with me and you can never have too many books. I'm looking at all the shelves, taking note of the books I've already read and the kids looking at them. One kid, probably 12 years old, comes up to me. Our conversation went something like this:
Him: would you like a book recommendation?
Me: no, I'm good for now, but thank you.
TWO MINUTES LATER
Him: would you like a book recommendation?
Me: *sigh* sure.
Him: okay, well, what book do you want?341Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfeaD6WrGtw
My thoughts: um what. didn't you just come to give ME a recommendation? omg what is this kid even doing.
Me: how about a fantasy book?
Him: okay, a fantasy book. good. what type of fantasy, a funny one, serious, action?
Me: let's go with a serious one.
Him: alright. *grabs a book from a shelf, flips 3/4 into it, hands it to me* read this page and tell me what you think.
Me: *reads the page* sorry, it's not really my thing. thank you, though.
I left pretty quickly after that. You want to know why? The "serious fantasy" book he handed me was "diary of a wimpy kid".
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