That said (as the red begins to fade from my blush), this was a great book.. about relatively nothing ... by a supercilious ass ... with no great protagonist ... no overriding plot ... lackluster dialogue ...
And it was awesome!
Pooter was such a self-important man, mocked by those younger than him, thinking himself as so charming, so funny, while oblivious to what a buffoon some thought him to be... and somehow, others respected him for the exact same qualities.
Highly recommended as a great book to read about nothing and nobody.
So get yourself some Pooter.