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ivybgreenflower) wrote2007-07-18 11:41 pm
ivybgreenflower) wrote2007-07-18 11:41 pm
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Reprieve?
Okay, so I've been in a state of general panic for the past few months that increased a million times this week. Lemme explain.
My father, bless him, thought he was doing me a favor by ordering the new Harry Potter book online. Now, I think it was pretty considerate of him, and I appreciate the thought a lot.
But Wal*Mart doesn't do midnight deliveries. Which would mean I would have to wait HOURS after the release to get my book, IF it made it here on time. If it didn't, I'd have to wait until MONDAY to get it, which would mean avoiding the internet (GAHHHHH), television, radio, and the world outside of my own bedroom to avoid spoilers, which, by the way, I've already 100 % avoided and anyone who spoils me will DIE.
So naturally, since then I've been telling him, first calmly and then with increasing levels of histeria, that I NEED MY BOOK WHEN THE CLOCK TURNS 12:01 AM ON SATURDAY OR I WILL DIE.
First, naturally, he refused. I can understand why: he works on Friday nights, sometimes until 3 AM, and would have to cut short his workday to make it here on time (in fact, because of this, I very nearly didn't get my OotP because the book store was closing, so for HBP we did the smart thing and ordered it at a 24-hour Wal*Mart.) Secondly, he's already paid for one book and would have to pay for another.
Yesterday a lightbulb went off and I decided maybe he'd be more willing to take me at midnight if I offered to pay for the book myself. He was still concerned about the fact that he's already paid for another one. My reasoning is that it'll be a first edition copy of the book, and likely will go unread; maybe, someday in the distant future, it'll be worth something. Who knows? And anyway, what if something happened to the copy I pay for? What if I lose it, or we have a hurricane and it gets destroyed, or if I drop it in a puddle on my way out of Wal*Mart? Naturally, a back-up copy will come in handy.
My father was still reluctant about the whole thing. Frustrating as it is, I can understand his reasoning. He's already upset with me because I am sort-of-kind-of jobless except for our online business. And he'd have to come from Tampa (in fact, he works for the Seminole Hardrock thingie there) all the way up here, grab me, then go out again.
Since I've been working- not hard, but working- on our business for awhile but not producing results (sigh), he decided that if I could produce a list of all of the things my boyfriend and I have been doing and e-mail it to him, and he decided it was enough, he'd come home for midnight and bring me to get my book.
Of course, now I have to scramble around doing more work so it looks like I've done plenty, and then there's my other concern: what if I can't get a book because all the ones in the store are for people who ordered in advance? I'm not too worried, though, because last time, the store was pretty much empty. We walked in and there was this gigantic PILE of books. Just, right there, you walk in off of the rug and right there next to the produce is a pallet stacked almost as tall as I am, of the precioussssss. And there were like two other people there for them, that's IT. In fact, my father bought another one for a friend with no preorder slip, so... I dunno.
So, if you'll excuse me, I have to go work. OR I WILL NOT GET MY BOOK ON TIME AND THE WORLD WILL GO TO HELL.
-12:07 AM
My father, bless him, thought he was doing me a favor by ordering the new Harry Potter book online. Now, I think it was pretty considerate of him, and I appreciate the thought a lot.
But Wal*Mart doesn't do midnight deliveries. Which would mean I would have to wait HOURS after the release to get my book, IF it made it here on time. If it didn't, I'd have to wait until MONDAY to get it, which would mean avoiding the internet (GAHHHHH), television, radio, and the world outside of my own bedroom to avoid spoilers, which, by the way, I've already 100 % avoided and anyone who spoils me will DIE.
So naturally, since then I've been telling him, first calmly and then with increasing levels of histeria, that I NEED MY BOOK WHEN THE CLOCK TURNS 12:01 AM ON SATURDAY OR I WILL DIE.
First, naturally, he refused. I can understand why: he works on Friday nights, sometimes until 3 AM, and would have to cut short his workday to make it here on time (in fact, because of this, I very nearly didn't get my OotP because the book store was closing, so for HBP we did the smart thing and ordered it at a 24-hour Wal*Mart.) Secondly, he's already paid for one book and would have to pay for another.
Yesterday a lightbulb went off and I decided maybe he'd be more willing to take me at midnight if I offered to pay for the book myself. He was still concerned about the fact that he's already paid for another one. My reasoning is that it'll be a first edition copy of the book, and likely will go unread; maybe, someday in the distant future, it'll be worth something. Who knows? And anyway, what if something happened to the copy I pay for? What if I lose it, or we have a hurricane and it gets destroyed, or if I drop it in a puddle on my way out of Wal*Mart? Naturally, a back-up copy will come in handy.
My father was still reluctant about the whole thing. Frustrating as it is, I can understand his reasoning. He's already upset with me because I am sort-of-kind-of jobless except for our online business. And he'd have to come from Tampa (in fact, he works for the Seminole Hardrock thingie there) all the way up here, grab me, then go out again.
Since I've been working- not hard, but working- on our business for awhile but not producing results (sigh), he decided that if I could produce a list of all of the things my boyfriend and I have been doing and e-mail it to him, and he decided it was enough, he'd come home for midnight and bring me to get my book.
Of course, now I have to scramble around doing more work so it looks like I've done plenty, and then there's my other concern: what if I can't get a book because all the ones in the store are for people who ordered in advance? I'm not too worried, though, because last time, the store was pretty much empty. We walked in and there was this gigantic PILE of books. Just, right there, you walk in off of the rug and right there next to the produce is a pallet stacked almost as tall as I am, of the precioussssss. And there were like two other people there for them, that's IT. In fact, my father bought another one for a friend with no preorder slip, so... I dunno.
So, if you'll excuse me, I have to go work. OR I WILL NOT GET MY BOOK ON TIME AND THE WORLD WILL GO TO HELL.
-12:07 AM
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