Yep, I was another one of those people standing up and saying "OH DAMN IT, DON'T GO INTO THE FUCKING STORE, DON'T PICK UP THE FUCKING BOTTLE!" Then... oops... I was in Starbucks... hehe... Anyway about the porn mag thing... I can't relate. But, I visited NJ during x-mas break and my cousins dragged me to NYC. So here I am walking along in the subway when BAM I spot a magazine stand with Playboy and other various mags plastered up against the windows. shudder
In the story, the cashier was bugging Gerard about the booze. I hate it when anybody does that to me. Even people who are just randomly in line at a place like lets say... Starbucks? Then someone says something like "Oh, I like your spiffy shoes." Then you turn around and it turns out to be some old lady... My shoes aren't spiffy, they are shredded vans with rainbow owl-skull-like things on them. And sharpie... lots of sharpie. Any good chapter! I'm pleased that Gerard only bought some cancer instead. Gee... that makes it sound worse...
Author's response
heh. I wanted to build up that whole first "scene" too so the reader really wouldn't know what was going on until that last line. I'm sneaky. And yes, I've really done that exact thing before.
Oh, right, the "line buddy" - those people that just start randomly talking to you in live. Gotta love that. Not.
I need to quit smoking for real and stop making half ass attempts at it. That and coffee are my only vices left. LOL
Anyway, thanks for the comments and the randomness.