Monday, August 6, 2018

The Paperboy by Pete Dexter

You know, I had a paper route when I was a kid. Saturdays and Sundays. Me and the other boys would meet down on 4th Street to pick up our papers, and I could do my route in about 2 hours. And it wasn't any of that Newsies dancing and singing Seize the Day crap either - just the few kids in the neighborhood who knew anything about some honest work making a little spending money. One satchel over each shoulder - we looked like a bunch of camels marching sweating through the desert. But we learned something about life, which is more than I can say for my grandson and all his Fortnite addict friends. And what happens when they want to buy something? My daughter and her gaggle of soccer moms just give it to them! Like they earned it by throwing the remote control near the couch instead of leaving on the floor. Congratulations on your responsibility! Jesus. Nowadays, my paper guy drives by at about 30 miles an hour in something that looks and sounds like a 1984 El Camino and just chucks my paper out his window without slowing down. I shit you not. Except if it's raining or snowing - then he gets out and puts in on my doorstep. Nope - just fucking with you. He does no such thing, and half the time my paper is soaking wet. And he gets paid for this! And then he wants a tip at Christmas on top of it! Good luck, buddy. Maybe I'll leave a tip on my doorstep and if he comes to drop off a paper, he can pick it up. Anyway, this book was good.


  1. hahaha your 'reviews' are like diary entries. I don't know what the book is about - is it about boys doing paper rounds? - anyway love reading your rambles sometimes :D


  2. Actually, it is about someone on death row and an investigation to try to prove his innocence, but it reminded me of how pissed off i was about my newspapers.