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Daniel Pecan Cambridge is a normal, attractive, 30-ish young man. Well, he's normal except for the fact that he has obsessive-compulsive disorder. In what would be an average person's 15-minute walk to the Rite-Aid, Daniel turns the process into an hour-long jaunt â filled with twists, turns and double-backs, all so that he won't have to step off of or onto a curb.
The total light wattage in Daniel's house must be at 1125 watts. If a 30-watt bulb burns out, he must hurry to replace it with another 30-watt bulb before the tightness in his chest, faintness, and shortness of breath threatens to render him unconscious.
Now, in the hands of a lesser novelist, all this obsessive redundancy would read like a psychiatric dissertation. However, since the author of The Pleasure of My Company is the brilliantly funny Steve Martin, you can bet that Martin's irony and cynical wit will shine through, creating a masterful portrait of a man who is fully aware that he is on the brink of insanity.
As an example of the aforementioned irony, Daniel enters and wins an essay contest as the most average American. Not only was he thought of as average, but as the leader of the average people. So Daniel justifies his title with the thought that he entered the contest as a lark â he merely wanted an excuse to hang out by the entry forms at the Rite-Aid so he could watch his favorite pharmacist, Zandy, in action.
The Pleasure of My Company, Steve Martin's second novella, equals and then surpasses his first, Shopgirl. As Martin fine-tunes his knack for discovering and detailing the nuances we've all experienced, Company becomes an obsession for its reader, compelling him/her to read it through to the end in one sitting.
The total light wattage in Daniel's house must be at 1125 watts. If a 30-watt bulb burns out, he must hurry to replace it with another 30-watt bulb before the tightness in his chest, faintness, and shortness of breath threatens to render him unconscious.
Now, in the hands of a lesser novelist, all this obsessive redundancy would read like a psychiatric dissertation. However, since the author of The Pleasure of My Company is the brilliantly funny Steve Martin, you can bet that Martin's irony and cynical wit will shine through, creating a masterful portrait of a man who is fully aware that he is on the brink of insanity.
As an example of the aforementioned irony, Daniel enters and wins an essay contest as the most average American. Not only was he thought of as average, but as the leader of the average people. So Daniel justifies his title with the thought that he entered the contest as a lark â he merely wanted an excuse to hang out by the entry forms at the Rite-Aid so he could watch his favorite pharmacist, Zandy, in action.
The Pleasure of My Company, Steve Martin's second novella, equals and then surpasses his first, Shopgirl. As Martin fine-tunes his knack for discovering and detailing the nuances we've all experienced, Company becomes an obsession for its reader, compelling him/her to read it through to the end in one sitting.
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