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Must Have Sense of Humour

I played a trick: walked into the bookshop and asked whether they had any copies of a book called Bomboy. Ah, the guy behind the counter says, that sounds familiar. It’s a political novel, isn’t it? Controversial? Autobiographical at least? I’m not sure which question to answer first. He searches the ever-sacred system. Yolandi Omotosa he says. Close enough. The system says we have two copies. I walk behind him to the non-fiction section. It’s fiction I say. Oh and we walk to the shelf. Andrew Brown. Margie Orford. Lots of Margie Orfords! Names I know and admire, writers I’ve met at festivals. Bomboy the guy mouths as he searches the spines of the money-spinners. Maybe it sold out I offer, I’m a positive kind of person. No, we just did an inventory the other day. They are here somewhere. It’s a red cover isn’t it? Or the title is in red? No, it’s yellow I say. I know the book, he assures me although it doesn’t seem that he does. You know what, he finally says, leave me your name and number, I’m sure they’ll turn up. If I write my name he’ll see that I also wrote the books we can’t find. I don’t feel like sharing that revelatory kind of moment with him. I shouldn’t be so childish, I know. I should walk in like a proper adult and say I’m Yewande Omotoso and I’m just checking to see if you have any of my books for sale, how the sales are going and whether you’re re-ordering promptly or not. I have done it before, mind you, just not this time around. So, my ruse about to be blown, I tell a not-lie and say I live out of Cape Town and won’t be around to collect if he finds them. I thank him. He’s a bit out of breath poor guy.

Could it be that someone saw the books, desperately wanted them but hadn’t the money? And so they hid the two Bomboys away (so away even Mr. It’s_A_Political_Thriller couldn’t find them) with every intention of returning after pay-day to buy them. And yes, they want two copies, one for themselves and one for their mother-in-law or their favourite cousin called Frances. Yeah, that’s probably what happened.

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  1. October 5, 2012 at 6:24 pm

    This is funny.
    (I stand corrected.)

  2. Rachel Zadok
    October 5, 2012 at 6:28 pm

    That did happen. It was me.

    • October 7, 2012 at 8:46 pm

      Thanks Rachel. How’s cousin Frances?

  3. why-tee
    October 15, 2012 at 5:02 pm

    love it Yolandi. Rolette was right all the time!

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