A Conversation in a U.S. Bookshop:
Me: “How can I help you?”
Caller: “This a bookstore?”
Me: “Yes, this is a bookstore.”
Caller: “Oh. I need the 8th Harry Potter book.”
Me: “I’m sorry sir, but there are only 7 Harry Potter books.”
Caller: “But I need the 8th one.”
Me: “There are only 7 books, sir.”
Caller: “Why?”
Me: “Because there are only 7 years at Hogwarts.”
Caller: “What does that mean?”
Me: “Sir, have you read the Harry Potter books?”
Caller: “No, my son reads them and he finished the 7th one and asked me to get the 8th one.”
Me: “Sir, if he read the 7th one, he would know that that was the final book in the series.”
Caller: “But he wants to read it. What can I do?”
Me: “Contact the author?”
Caller: “Do you have his number?”
Me: “Do I have J.K. Rowling’s number?”
Caller: “Yes.”
Me: “No. I… uh… don’t happen to have that on me.”
Caller: “Oh. Can you tell my son that there are only 7?”
Me: “No, I’m sure you’re quite capable of doing that all on your own.”
Caller: “He will be very upset!” *hangs up*
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