Good. Grief. I can safely say I was one of the very last fans to finally lay my hands (at 1:30 a.m.!!) on the initial release of the final installment of the Harry Potter series: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.
The Broomfield Border’s Book Store was stuffed full of Muggles, Squibs, Witches and Wizards last night all eagerly waiting to get their own mitts on the book. Hundreds of us were all shuffled outside at midnight, each with a specially coded paper bracelet, to wait until that magical moment when our color and number were called to dash inside and get the book (and a poster!).
I had never been to one of the book’s infamous midnight releases so I unfortunately I had no idea how it worked which meant I was one of the last to get a bracelet (green, #148, the last in the lot). I’m not sure what the hold up was at first, but for a while there I thought I was at the post office. Although once they cleared out the orange colored bands things seemed to move through the color lineup much more quickly. In fact, once I got in the store at around 1:15 a.m.-ish I only had to wait about 10 minutes to get checked out. And I’ll give props to the folks working at Borders – not a grumbly one in the bunch – not even at 1 a.m.
At one point a guy walked by me and said, “It’s easier to get a mortgage than this book!” HA! HA! I laughed out loud at that. Then of course I had to text that to my poor mortgage broker – like he had anything better to do than sleep – hey, if I had to be sitting there awake so could everybody else. And I might add it seemed as if everyone there was either texting or calling their own friends for much of the evening. So much for messenger owls.
At one point, when we were all waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting a teenage boy next to me complained to his mother that he was sick of waiting. His mother snapped at him that ALLLLL the other folks were waiting, and not a single one of them were pouting…I seriously considered telling her I was pouting but decided she was not in the mood to have her chain yanked.
So here it is, 8:40 a.m. Saturday and I’m already on Chapter 5 (No I didn’t come home and start reading, do you think I’m crazy? Never mind, don’t answer that.) and I will tell you that a beloved character dies in Chapter 4. Seriously. I’m quite upset.
