Someone has to do it…
I was at a party the other night, speaking to a school teacher (as you do when you’re a children’s author and have been visiting a lot of schools), when her husband walked past.
She grabbed his forearm and nodded in my direction.
“—, you should meet Sam,” she said. “She writes children’s books.”
The man, without making eye contact, shrugged his shoulders and said: “Someone has to, I s’pose.”
He then grunted and went inside to play pool without a second glance back.
It was the most intriguing reaction.
I could maybe understand the rudeness if I was introducing myself to him and coming across as big-noting in some way… but I didn’t say a word throughout the entire encounter.
I raised one eyebrow as his wife nervously laughed it off.
My first thought was one of pity. Something along the lines of: “He must have had a bad day.”
It’s interesting when someone unsuccessfully tries to insult you.
I must admit, I don’t have the thickest skin and am easily brought to tears (some may say I’m a bit of a sook).
But this man didn’t bother me at all.
I have been thinking about him a lot though – wondering what motivated the comment… had he been fighting with his wife? Had I met him somewhere in the past and offended him in some way? Did he genuinely have no social skills? Or did he just honestly think writing children’s books was a deadbeat profession… and, if he did, why did he think it necessary to express that to a stranger who worked in said profession?
I guess I’ll never know, but it might be the starting point for a new grumpy and insecure character 😉
I’m just so proud of my books and I love writing. The past few years have been such a dream come true.
I don’t think it’s a job better than anyone else’s, but it’s the best job for me.
And someone has to do it… I s’pose.