So I was in a store the other day, I live like a normal person. Anyway, I saw the book “Diabetes for Dummies” and instantly I felt like the book was speaking to me, “Hey, Dummy, buy this book, learn stuff.” I know there are many many…many books of this ilk, but for some reason I thought they wrote this book with me in mind.
I actually picked the book up and put it down several times, and in the end I did not buy it. It just seemed embarrassing, like the lady behind the counter would feel like she would have to help me figure out if I had enough cash on me. Or even worse would speak slowly and condescend to me. It felt like I was going to buy Playboy magazine or condoms for the first time. I might be a bit neurotic, who knows.
The fact that I did not buy it does not mean I never will, I am just putting it off for now. I am getting my pump installed (?) this Friday and I want to see how that goes first. I know that I have come a long way already so maybe I am doing well enough. Also, I am not a fan of books that call me names. I can already see me fighting back “Hey book, you will never be a kindle!” Things would get uncomfortable and they would probably have me institutionalized.
Besides, the day I let a book make fun of me is the day I let my iPod make fun of me because I like Nicki Minaj*
*I do not like Nicki Minaj, I was just trying to think of the most awful music as an example.