Unfortunately (or not?), my today's mail included a copy of Fifty Shades of Grey, sent from an unidentifed location in England.* I was vaguely aware that friends were passing one about, writing mocking notes in the margins as they read it, and passing it on, but I'd not been warned that I would be included in the chain.
I feel a curious combination of amusement, warm fuzzies, and sheer terror at actually feeling compelled to read it. I've been advised that I should, as an exercise in market research, but actually doing it is strangely intimidating.
*I'd actually had slight hopes when told a package with Royal Mail markings and the Irish form of my name on it had arrived in the post that it might be an entirely un-announced birthday gift from somebody in Belfast, but it's probably just as well.
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Unfortunately (or not?), my today's mail included a copy of Fifty Shades of Grey, sent from an unidentifed location in England.* I was vaguely aware that friends were passing one about, writing mocking notes in the margins as they read it, and passing it on, but I'd not been warned that I would be included in the chain.
I feel a curious combination of amusement, warm fuzzies, and sheer terror at actually feeling compelled to read it. I've been advised that I should, as an exercise in market research, but actually doing it is strangely intimidating.
*I'd actually had slight hopes when told a package with Royal Mail markings and the Irish form of my name on it had arrived in the post that it might be an entirely un-announced birthday gift from somebody in Belfast, but it's probably just as well.