American Psycho

American Psycho

So I was at a certain Borders store along with probably the most gorgeous female of the species ever.

“Hi, can you help me? I’m looking for this book, American Psycho,” I politely asked the probably underpaid teenage girl at the counter.

She quickly typed into the system and ask if I knew the author’s name, I didn’t.

She decided to reconfirm the spelling, “C-y-c-y-o?”

CYCYO? WTF?

I promptly corrected her but at that point of time, finding the book was no longer my priority. We quickly scrambled off and the only thing on our minds…

English.

2009-01-20

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