By all reports, the lines at the bookstores were long last night, as Harry Potter fans lined up early to acquire their copies of the new release. At Barnes and Noble Booksellers, staff members were issuing armbands, so that people in line would receive copies of the book in turn. Those who pre-ordered first, of course. Others would have to wait. But everyone would, in turn, hopefully get a chance. And the lines were long. And the parking lot full. Around the world, fans camped out. Silly.
Such would my silly husband have been, were it not for my very sage advice.
At midnight, I sent him to the grocery store. I had, after all, forgotten Hamburger buns and Applejuice. The grocery store was also selling the Harry Potter book starting at 12:01, while supplies last. The grocery store is sort "ghetto". Half the people around here don't read much. And at least a fourth of them are fundamentalist enough to condemn Harry Potter books as evil, sight unseen. No concept of symbolic literature, Christian or otherwise.
So, to the ghetto Kroger store he went. No lines. No waiting. He said perhaps six people were grabbing copies of the book off the table where the store worker was setting up a display. He checked himself out using the U-scan express and got a five dollar discount for using his Kroger Plus card.
And then, dear readers, he had hours and hours to read in which, had he gone to the yuppie bookstore, he would have beens standing in line.
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Sometimes it pays to live in the ghetto.