Today I studied for three hours at the Gold Coast Barnes & Noble. Around hour two, I took a break and asked one of the store workers whether I could sign the in-store LAWYER BOY copies. (I’m told that authors do this.)
“This one is your book?” the store clerk asked.
“Can I see some identification?”
“You’re joking me.”
“I’m not joking you; I have to see identification.”
“There’s a picture of me in the jacket flap.”