How snark happens, according to one reviewer

For a magazine in Chicago, John Green was assigned to review books about the Islamic world and Siamese twins:

Although it naturally led to nightmares involving bands of Siamese terrorists attacking my family, I was pretty happy with my professional niches, so I felt a little hesitant when my editor, a 50-something genius who fancies himself the protagonist of a noir mystery novel and has never called me anything but “kid,” dropped by my office a few months ago and asked, “Hey, kid. You like boxing, don’t you?”

“Uh, yeah. But don’t we have a freelancer who does the boxing books?”

“Yeah, Harry. Listen, kid. I’ve got some bad news. Harry died. And Harry was boxing and holocaust. Now, you’ll be pleased to know that I’ve got Ilene on holocaust duty. But I’m pretty desperate on this boxing thing.”

(Via Lindsayism.)

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