Carol called me this afternoon. She’s reading Foreskin’s Lament and she thinks it’s hysterical. Nice, but she has a problem. Carol’s looking for a passage in the book. She said it’s hard to go back and find anything with a Kindle. “I can’t fold the page back on a Kindle and it’s hard to leaf through the pages” she says. Personally, I’m not a page folder. I use book marks or, more accurately, ticket stubs.
So Carol is looking for a passage in the book and I know exactly what she is talking about. I grab the book and leaf through it while we are on the phone. “The Kindle doesn’t have pages so I don’t know where it was but it does have percentages,” Carol says. “Well, the book is about 300 pages long . . .” I reply.
Pages — percentages — we decide the passage must be around 25 pages from the beginning. “I’ll see if I can find the passage,” I stupidly say. “Good, email it to me when you find it,” she quickly says and hangs up.
Carol has the Kindle. I have the book — so here I am, skimming, reading, over and over again. I’ve already gone through it three times. I can’t find it and it’s driving me crazy. I finished the book last week and already put it to rest in my bookcase. I was done with it — except for my daily rant, “Drew you should really read this book. I know you’ll like it. The print is big!” Damn, and now I have to leaf through it page by page and . . . ahhhhhhhh.
“You definitely have to read Bossypants by Tina Fey,” blurts Carol before hanging up. I think I will. But I won’t tell her I bought the book!!!!!