In which I am Not an Asshole: a brief true story

UnknownThe wife and I just got back from a brief shopping trip that included a stop at Barnes and Noble.  This is an educator discount week (25% off of everything) so it was worth it to putter around a little bit.  At some point I overheard someone a few aisles away bitching vociferously about people spreading spoilers about Game of Thrones.  Bitching loudly enough, in fact, that she would have herself spoiled the events of the Purple Wedding to anyone around her had they been nearby and not wanted to know.

In a fucking bookstore.  Where the actual books were no more than fifteen to twenty feet away.

I did not start loudly shouting plot events from the next two books.

But I wanted to.

I figure someone owes me candy for bein’ civilized.