Current Ramblings
Thursday, October 02, 2003
I was going to post last night, but the phone was tied up.
We got section reassignments at work. Everybody in the store (except the higher management) is assigned three or four sections to maintain, and they're switched out every few months so nobody gets too bored. I've been keeping comics through these changes, but this time I picked up Self-Help and Performing Arts. Since these sections contain shelves on things like relationships, counterculture, and music, I am now responsible for the store's Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll.
Personally, I am not a big fan of self-help books in general. The genre can be effectively split into two categories: the ones that just have a bunch of formulaic mumbo-jumbo involving a distinct number of something and catchwords that have been trademarked, and the other ones that are just common sense anyway. The first kind is bullshit, and the second kind is something you shouldn't have to pay somebody else to write down for you. Popular Self-Help Guru Dr. Phil has a weight-loss book out now. Apparently it tells you that to lose weight, you have to...stop eating all the time because you're sad and get out and walk or something. HOLY FUCK! WHO WOULD HAVE IMAGINED THAT!? I'm not going to pay some guy to tell me that. Earlier this year I decided I wanted to drop the ten pounds I had put on since I left high school. So I went out and walked around the block, about 1.3 miles, pretty much every day. After a couple months, bam, back to my high school weight. And look, it stays off if I keep walking every day or two! And I didn't have to pay some guy $30 to tell me how! Then again, being depressed makes me lose my appetite anyway. So running the self-help section is probably going to drive me up a wall. But I guess it could be worse. Business books make self-help seem sane.
Apparently it's already started snowing where I used to live in Michigan's UP. Eek.
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