First Hurdle (Sorry Creepy Man)

Aah today was supposed to be my first step (or was this blog the first?) into my future as a witch. I went to the bookstore to buy some wicca books. But once inside, you must know that I love bookstores, I kind of got lost between the chick-lit and the fantasy books and ran out with a lot of books except the ones that I wanted. So (oh the shame) I had to go back in and check out the wicca books...

First I studied the meditation books with faked interest for half an hour because some creepy guy was watching the wicca ones.
But suddenly Susan Smit whispered in my ear, that a witch should not be ashamed of her identity and that maybe this man was my helper? I told Susan to butt off, that creepy men may not be my helpers, not only because they scare the shit out of me, but also because my boyfriend wouldn't allow creepy men in my life.
But Susan was very convincing, so I started to approach (after a deep breath of "courage") the bookshelves. Not only did the man disappear, also did my wicca books... They didn't have anyone that I wanted! No Book of shadows, no Laurie Cabot, and no Phyllis Curott. Was it magic? Maybe that man was my helper and my bad thoughts made him and my books dissapear?

I'll never know, but in the next bookstore I will listen to Susan.