So, I recently picked up a book out of my collection to read again. It is ‘The Little Prince’. Not sure when I bought this book, but odds are I was in college when I did. I was crazy for collecting books then, and still have them all. I spent much of my time at the used book store. Anyhow, I was putting my books back together with the new book case and saw this. Thought I would read it again. I thought it was touching and powerful when I was younger. Now, at 40, it seems a little patronizing.
The story of The Little Prince, and this is pertinent, is about a man who befriends a boy who teaches him about love and appreciation of life. The boy teaches him things like how a flower is more important than science. You know, how to discover your inner child and stuff. Why am I telling you this? Well, after I recently re-read the book I noticed there was a handwritten inscription in the front. This book is used, you see. So, the inscription says as follows, verbatim:
Happy Birthday, I wouldn’t want to get too wordy so I’ll leave it at this…
To Glenn,
I offer this in the hopes that you can rediscover something you’ve lost
– No One Special
It’s touching, right? The Little Prince reminds us to love the small things. Even more touching, this is clearly given by someone who loves Glenn. It is a woman’s handwriting. Maybe its his mom, I don’t know. Here is what I do know, though;
Glenn is the worst person alive, and likely the unhappiest. Someone really cares for Glenn. Someone bought him a book and inscribed it lovingly. What did Glenn do? Glenn sold it. Glenn got, maybe, $5 for the book. What is wrong with you, Glenn? This, quite exactly, is why she bought you the book. It is so sad, and in a fucked up way… so funny. Who is the Glenn? No idea. I didn’t edit anything, there were no last names. I can tell you that Glenn sold the book in Flagstaff AZ in the early 2000’s.
Good work, Glenn. You are a dick, and you don’t deserve her.
Long story short… I don’t think Glenn read the book
