The Hipster Games. Now That's a Book Worth Reading

            So, originally, today I was going to write about the time I went to buy the final two Hunger Games books.

            

            I’m not going to pretend for half a minute that originally read them for some deeper meaning…  I read them because they’re popular. They seemed interesting. And why not? The movie was good, and the books are getting people reading. That’s the point of any good book: to entertain. (Although there’s a lot more to the books than the “pew-pew shaky camera action sequence!” that the movie emphasized)

            I was going to write about how the hipster lady behind the counter with her carefully picked out Vintage! ™ T-shirt and her carefully selected hair color that wasn’t found in nature and nose rings that made her unique, like every other hipster out there that had died their hair and placed those nose rings so uniquely, scoffed at my book selection. She helpfully let me know that “she didn’t read fad books.”

            I didn’t know how to respond, I was going to write about today. I mean… I was just trying to buy books. I just wanted to read them. What did it really matter to her what I was going to read? I mean, I suppose I could pick up some indie book from a manufactured tortured soul, but I just hadn’t heard of anything good coming out. I might have bought a book that was dense, and everyone sits around and pretends to know what it’s about and how deep it was, but I don’t like books like that. What I heard about that was good was The Hunger Games Trilogy, so I was going to read that.

            I was going to write how after I paid, I made a snide comment about her Vintage! ™ shirt and how there were a billion others like it at Hot Topic, then I left. (Luckily, I paid in cash.) I feel sad for people like her, who have to jump so far off the bandwagon they can't just be entertained for a few minutes, I would say if I were writing about this today.

            But instead I came across a story about how a computer glitch in the Nook reader changed every instance of the word “kindle” in a digital copy of War and Peace to “nook.” So I thought I’d write about e-readers. Sadly, this post has gone on too long, so I guess I'll write about e-readers another day.

            But trust me; the story behind me going to buy those books would have been great.