One of the perks at working at a large chain bookstore are the free Advanced Reader's Copies of future books. But I guess one really can't get an Advance Reader's Copy of a book that came out in the past. Although, strangely enough I've seen it happen. But I think it's because the store mail got lost.

So I got this book for free. Which was awesome. Because when it finally comes out for reals, I'll think, HOLY CRAP I KNOW WHAT I'M GETTING! and totally buy it for like $45 minus my other perk of a employee discount. It's like going used car shopping, but already knowing how awesome what you're gonna be bringing home is.

I've also never read anything that made me laugh as much as this book did. I'd be reading on my lunch break and someone would be talking about that jerk customer or how that kid just threw up in the children's department and I'd be giggling hysterically over a big giant metal chicken. Although, seeing how my coworkers know me, they probably didn't think twice about asking why I was giggling. But more like how could I have fit a big metal chicken in my car. Because it wouldn't fit. Not even if I put my back seat down.

Basically, it's like Jenny Lawson was secretly my mother. Which would be hard cause I'm almost 30 and she would have to had me when she was like 4 or 5 or something and even though she lives in the south I'm sure that's frowned upon. (sorry southerners) So yeah. It's like WE SHARE THE SAME HEAD. only she's from the south and I'm from Jersey. But it's creepy. Because I don't get paid to blog cause I don't really blog and I'm not that funny. But really. It's like laughing at all the things that go through my head, only it's someone else's.


Also, I hope everyone who reads this review appreciates my 'zombie' and 'apocalyptic' tags. Because if you don't, you won't enjoy this book.


EDIT: I AM GOING TO SEE JENNY LAWSON ON TUESDAY!!!!! SHE'S GONNA BE AT THE PARAMUS STORE!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE