Classic insult happened to me last night at a party that I think every single genre writer friend of mine has undergone: Woman, nice-seeming up till then: So, I hear youre a writer! What kind of books to you write? Me: Were calling them glamorous thrillers now. Her, unmistakeably snottily: Oh, I dont read that kind of book, Im afraid. Me: Did you just say you used to run a restaurant?* What was your speciality? Her: Fish. Me: How would you feel if I responded to that: Oh, I never eat that, Im afraid, I dont like it? What would you say in reply? Her, after a pause: I see what youre saying. Me: So thats something for you to take forward in life. (We both stare straight ahead for 30 secs, I then hive off to join my group of friends and recount this story while waving a glass of wine around furiously) * which FAILED, haha, I think I may be allowed a little gloating there, dont you?
Posted on: Thu, 01 Jan 2015 12:27:03 +0000
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