Biggest Disappointment

I've had a pretty full life, all things considered. All full of ups and downs. There are very few things I feel worthy of getting melodramatic on. This though. This is big. This is one of those things that when it happens I want to just stop the day, hit rewind, and stay in bed. It's that bad.

ok, ready?

So, ever really look forward to reading a book? The cover looks cool, never heard of it before, but like the author. Totally psyched? I finally get ahold of it. Open it up. Read the first chapter.

And

Realize it's a sequel and I haven't read the first book.

GRAWR. Worst. Day. Ever. I really can't think of anything more disappointing.

Why Stephen King? Why?

You're laughing at me, aren't you?