I went to hear Anne Lamott give a reading at Barnes and Noble tonight. I’m pretty sure she’ll remember me. Not because I’m that narcissistic, but because I was the six-foot woman in the audience with a huge glob of chocolate resting on her upper lip.
Hmm. Now that I think about it, perhaps I should always go to public functions featuring famous people with a dab of chocolate in hopes of distinguishing myself from the horde.
Okay. Maybe I’m a little narcissistic.