I was at a bookstore in Victoria, BC last winter, and I was looking for Allie Brosh's Hyperbole and a Half. So I went to ask this guy who was working there. He was sitting on a computer, and I assumed he was the Keeper Of Tomes or the Lord of Books or something like that.
ME: Yo.
GUY: Hi. Are you looking for something?
ME: Yeah, I'm looking for... Hyper-bowl-ee...and a Half... by Allie Brosh.
The guy started to type it in, but there was a problem. He typed Hyperbully, and that was when I realized one of us was insane.
ME: Oh, not Hyperbully. I mean--
GUY: --ohhh. Hyperbole.
ME: Oh. Yeah. Sorry. Yep. That's it.
I also noticed that I'd been pronouncing "Hyperbole" wrong my whole life.
GUY: Oof... looks like we won't have it in stock for another week. Can you wait until then?
ME: What? Of course not. I'm leaving in four days.
GUY: Well, that kind of sounds like a personal problem to me...
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