I once had to work super late for dumb reasons. I called the security company and told them I’d be working till ten, so don’t freak out that the alarm system doesn’t get armed. Lady said “Done. Thanks and have a good night!” in a really chipper tone.
Motherfucker I just told you I’m working till 10pm on a Sunday. I’m not gonna have a good night.
It’s funny. My introduction to his work was the ending to Wheel Of Time, which I found pretty disappointing. So I avoided his books for a long time. I finally broke down and read Mistborn, and now I’ve been reading Sanderson stuff almost exclusively for a couple years.
It’s very good if you’re into high fantasy. It’s a time investment, though. 6500 pages and counting.
Because of the implication.
Absolutely was. No ill intent. Just… dammit.