When you arrive at a restaurant and ask how long the wait will be, they always exaggerate. "Thirty minutes, Dear. You want to wait?" So you saddle up to the bar and you're hardly halfway through your wine when your disco call box vibrates, giving you a little thrill if you stuck it in your pants. Checking your watch, you see it's only been twenty minutes, and "Wow, isn't that great? Sooner than they said!"
So I'm having the same deal with my book publisher. The first box of 60 books arrived via air shipment. They're lovely! But what about the other couple of thousand plus? The Korean shipper claims they'll arrive on the eighth, in plenty of time for the August 20th book signing (3-6pm Negrotto's in Biloxi). But the local agent is my maitre d', and SHE says the 17th ... cutting it a little too close. So I forked up another $500+ for another 200 by air, "just in case."
Well, it does go to show I'll have books for the signing, so y'all come. Ndovu is a cutie!
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