Dating Advice

Herein lies the tale of FaBio’s intrepid adventure   by Tianya

The fact that I found easy parking lured me into a false sense of safety. Perhaps this will be an intimate gathering, I thought. I had images of a quiet, library-like atmosphere in my mind’s eye, perhaps with soft violin music gently wafting through the air as a few choice intellectuals and esteemed gentlepersons stood casually about in sweater-vests and khakis and discussed the pros and cons of the reign of Aegon I.

That was not the case. “Are they out of f@%#ing books? Tell me they’re not out of f@%#ing books!” screeched a frazzled-looking girl who was being forced to stand with her buttocks pressed against the glass of one of the entry-level doors. I had to come in through the OUT door.

(No, they were not out of f@%#ing books. She just needed to look in the right f@%#ing place.)

Being that the downstairs level of Vroman’s Bookstore had a very snakey-looking line that wove in and out of various aisles, I immediately assumed the signing was also taking place on that same level. Of course it was not. I followed the line through the aisles and around a corner, and then discovered there were actually two lines: one for people waiting to get to the second floor-where the signing was actually taking place-and one for people who were waiting to get ticketsâ