As I wandering around the shop today, making sure all books were lined perpendicular to each other, I overheard one customer to another:

Customer 1: It’s not your sort of book.
Customer 2: Oh?
Customer 1: Yeah, it’s about a kid being abused and raped and stuff.
Customer 2: So it’s a comedy then?

I know, it’s not that funny to read and maybe you had to be there, but I laughed so much my shoulders were shaking. Which is just as well I was standing behind a bookcase while I had my little fit.