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“He must be the King!”

Posted on 2007.03.12 at 20:14
Current Mood: amusedamused
Current Music: If I Were King - from The Wizard of Oz
I was reading an article today about author Stephen King, and a little anecdote at the end of the article made me laugh. Here it is:

. . . at a Publix grocery store in Florida, the author was shopping near the pet food section and an old woman approached him.
“She’s like 104, this hunched-up woman with her shopping cart and she says to me, ‘I know who you are. You write those horrible books. They might be all right for some people, but I don’t like them. Why don’t you write something nice like that ‘Green Mile,’” he said.
King told the woman that he did, in fact, write the story.
“And she said, ‘No you didn’t.’ Just like that. And that was the end of the conversation. It made me doubt my own identity,” he said.

Comments:


dummylady
dummylady at 2007-03-13 19:33 (UTC) (Link)

Doubt

One day at work I walked by the breakroom that the laborers use. This woman that I barely new (just by sight) yelled at me and told me she saw my announcement in the newspaper, she thought it was great that I got Married. Imagine my surprise since I'd been married 20 years prior to this. I politely told her that she was mistaken. She told me to go to hell, that she knew that was me and she stomped away angry. At that moment I doubted my identity but within seconds I just decided that she was crazy!
Chuck
charlesofcamden at 2007-03-14 05:37 (UTC) (Link)

Re: Doubt

Yeah, an incident like that is funny as hell a couple hours later, but at the moment it happens, it can be a weird thing. I was once approached by someone who acted as if I were a buddy of his. When he saw the blank look on my face, he tried to remind me of how we had been talking "yesterday, when you were digging that ditch on 8 Mile Rd." Nope. Sorry pal. I think I'd remember doing something like that. He ended up slinking away with a hurt look on his face, convinced that I was lying. *Sigh*
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