Pumpkin Spice and Not So Nice

by Becky Monson

So much drama, so many deep thoughts, so much snapping. You don’t clap at a poetry reading. I found this out the hard way. You also don’t whistle loudly between your teeth. I’m not upset about it anymore; I’m just saying that information should have been given to me beforehand.

This made me lol

I know I probably shouldn’t—and my practical brain is telling me not to—but I want to hug him. It’s not out of pity or anything like that. It’s more a show of understanding—that I get him. I make a snap decision and start to scoot my way down this large couch to where Aidan’s sitting on the other end. “What are you doing?” he asks me, his brows pulled inward. “I’m going to give you a hug,” I say, slightly out of breath. This couch really is massive. I really should have gotten up and walked to him. But in my head, this was the better option.

This book is low key funny at points.

I think everyone should have to, at some point in their life, work in a customer service–related job. Whether it’s waiting tables at a restaurant, working a cash register at a department store, bagging groceries, or selling tickets at a pumpkin patch. It’s important to see the other side of things, to understand what people in this position have to deal with. It would make for a much kinder world, in my opinion.

AGREED!

I think sometimes the universe puts you in the same situations again to see if you’re still an idiot. Clearly, I am.

Same girl, same.

Can Yaman,

This is at least the third reference to this person I’ve never heard of. Who is this and why is the author obsessed with him/her??

This one guy I dated used to take me fishing.” Aidan’s eyebrows move up his head. “Oh? Did you . . . did you like it?” I smile with no teeth. “The fishing? No, not really.” I can’t hear his chuckle over the sound of the wind, but I can see it by the look on his face and the way his shoulders shake.

Pet peeve: when books act like a normal, un-funny comment is enough to induce shoulder-shaking laughter.