That time I read the whole book upside down at book club
I show up to my monthly book club at Barnes and Noble last Tuesday, ready to talk about this new thriller everyone loved. I had spent three weeks reading it, taking notes, even folding down pages. Then Mary starts talking about the main character's pet cat, and I said, wait, I thought it was a dog? She looks at me funny and says no, the author describes the cat in chapter two. That's when I realized I had been reading the book upside down the whole time. No joke, I had the cover facing me but the pages were oriented wrong, and I just never flipped it around because I was reading in bed with bad lighting. Now I have to reread the whole thing, and I feel like an idiot. Has anyone else ever done this dumb with a book?