Usually I’m quite a snob about what I read. I’ve always preferred good literature over popular lit. Having a masters degree in English only makes me more of a snob. After just finishing a Nabokov novel, however, I was ready for something fun and light. So, I went to the library right after work tonight and checked out Tom Wolfe’s I Am Charlotte Simmons. I’ve never read much of Wolfe’s stuff, only a couple of chapters of Bonfire that were once in a Rolling Stone magazine, so I have no idea how I’m going to like it, but it looked sort of amusing. As I was checking out, the little nerdy-sort-of-cute-Matthew Broderick-look-a-like behind the checkout desk said, “You aren’t seriously going to try to read this, are you?” I felt my feathers begin to ruffle. My literary choice was being ridiculed and I was taking offense. I stopped myself from saying, “You’re not seriously thinking those four hairs on your upper lip are a mustache, are you?” Instead, I just laughed and said something about needing something easy to read, blah, blah, blah. Then, as I was leaving the library, the little shit said, very loudly, “Let me know if you actually finish it!”
So, guys, has anyone out there actually read this novel? I’m getting ready to go to bed and begin reading it, and you know what? I cannot wait!