Could I have a translator please?

Today, at Gap, Debbie and I had a discussion about this book. She said her son read it and loved it. She is a Jew herself. Everyone that sees me reading this book tells me how wonderful it is or how funny it is. It is one of the most refreshing reads I have had in a while. I feel like it is full of substance but not too hard to navigate.

Today, the debate in the book was what to name the shtetl. A lottery was held to determine the name by drawing names from a box. The name drawn was of a man the town despised, Sofiaowka (don't know the spelling). They decided to keep the name but draw another name of how they would know it. The winner...again it was Yankel. He said it should be named Trachimbrod. A lot of the story up to now is of Yankel devising the story of he and his wife. He wants it to appear to his adopted daughter that it was a story of love. In actuality, she left him.

In the car, Foer is freaking out from Sammy Davis Junior, Junior. Grandfather is bitching and making everyone crazy. Alexander is translating Grandfather's F bombs to history so Foer doesn't know how mean he is being. The plot is so funny. The dialogue is hilarious because Foer does not know the bitchy things that Grandfather is saying. At the same time, Sammy Davis Junior, Junior is jumping all over him. Alexander says they can't be mean to the dog because she is Grandfather's seeing eye dog...he happens to be the driver. Everything is miserable and Alexander is trying to cover it up to make Foer happy. He wants him to have a "premium" experience. It is a fun debacle.

The letter Alexander writes to Foer to write the book is full of wrong translations and odd synonyms to make it sound more elaborate.

I have laughed so much.

I am just plowing on through. Tonight, I had a pushy customer at Barnes who told me to look something up on the internet for him. I refused because he was being pushy. I am not paid enough to deal with bitches. He said our computer would be able to find what he wanted. I told him it couldn't and told him to have a good night. The end.

Tonight, my roommate and I talked about our living situation for next year. I have finally come to the idea that I will move if and only if we can get a third roommate and be near trains, have parking and be close to a beach. If not, I need to find a roommate and she will, too. We shall see. I think I am getting closer to teaching leads right now. This can be a good thing. I wouldn't mind moving...only if it is to a good place in a good location that is not ANY more expensive than I am paying now. I did realize, through my roommate, that we do not live in our apartment. We pay to sleep. Really, we could get something cheaper and smaller if we are only sleeping. It is true.

Well, this is the end of tonight's blog. I had a fourteen hour day of Gap and Barnes and Noble today. It is time for sleep. Tomorrow is a 12 hour day. I might go out and socialize with new friends for a bit tomorrow night. Not spending money, of course. I don't spend money on anything. Let's get that out there.

Have a wonderful night.