I lend him the new book before I even read it. He returns it quickly: underlined, highlighted, dog-eared. “Consider it a gift,” I tell him.
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I lend him the new book before I even read it. He returns it quickly: underlined, highlighted, dog-eared. “Consider it a gift,” I tell him.
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1 bureaucratist // Jun 24, 2010 at 6:00 PM
A girl I desperately wanted (who went on to kill herself about eight years later) my sophomore year of high school “borrowed” my copy of Walden Two and never returned it. Since then, I only give books away, never lend them. It’s kind of like Sam Malone’s policy on lending money when Diane asks him for $500 to buy a first edition of The Sun Also Rises.
2 spitballarmy // Jun 24, 2010 at 6:54 PM
This was the last nail in the book-lending coffin, but the reason that I really pulled back the reins will be revealed on Tuesday…
3 Carolyn // Jun 26, 2010 at 9:43 PM
Probably easier to say ‘No’ when you can say it’s a Policy. (Some books are Pass-alongs from jump street, that’s different.) But new? That’s Cold. Looking forward to Tuesday.
Say, Fred, did you know that I could hear Matt Kimbrell’s band practicing from our house, when I was a kid? I used to sell his Mom Girl Scout cookies.
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