Making the Return

One thing I hate to do .... Return purchased merchandise. I feel like they are looking at me and whispering among themselves wondering why the hell I bought it in the first place? I'm wondering the same myself. Not sure why I care? And I always feel like I need to explain. But sometimes you just need to find your assertive self. Because I'm just not much of a fan of obvious gay men's poetry. Sometimes it suddenly appears, my practice of previewing two or three random lines of a book is not such a reliable way to make a decision to purchase. So I made the return for another book selection. And it wasn't as painful as feared. I feel a measure of satisfaction now, which sure wasn't the case last night upon expanded comprehension. And also satisfaction regarding when it comes to getting what I want because it's my usual MO to just let it go,