Thank You And Goodbye

No, I'm not shutting down the Cud. I got in a bad mood at work yesterday. So bad I started just hanging up on people that pissed me off. Like saying one city at first then changing their story later. Like I can't tell the difference between San Diego and West Covina. They don't sound anything alike. People who mumbled or expected me to know how to spell their doctor's name. There were so many people pissing me off I finally decided I had to just log out and go home.

I think the reason my mood turned bad was because of the book I was reading. Not that I was reading while I worked. I don't do that anymore. I can. It's just that for some reason, the bosses at work, they don't like it. They don't care if I read on my breaks though, so I do. Usually, it's no problem because I usually like what I read. I mean, duh. But every now and then, I'll come across a book that pushes my button.

I picked out this book because it was one of those nice little romances that I can read in a day. Those are usually a pretty safe bet. They're going to be fluffy, no brains required, reading. Some sort of silly misunderstanding will cause all kinds of hurt feeling but in the end it's going to be all rainbows and butterflies. Not this one. It was bad enough that the heroine was horrible, but the guy she was supposed to fall madly in love with was a real prick. I just hated both of them. Keith couldn't believe I was going to finish reading it, but I did. A book has to be really really bad for me to stop reading it.

It has to be really really good for me to keep it. At least that's what I keep telling myself. I still haven't actually taken any books to the Goodwill, but I'm going to. Really, I am. When I finish reading a book I think about whether there was anything special about it. Was one of the characters special, or was the plot interesting, or maybe there was something about the writing itself that catches my eye. Otherwise I don't see any reason to keep it. Unless it's by certain writers that I can't live without.

Just don't tell anybody, but I think maybe instead of taking the rejects to the Goodwill I might take them to a used book store and trade them in for more books.