Whatever Jada Pinkett Smith was paid couldn;t have been worth it.

The total number of copies sold of “Worthy,” Jada’s tell all diatribe, sold just 21,611 copies last week. It finished at number 6, according to Circana BookScan.

Pinkett Smith laid waste to her marriage and family, created genuine hostility among readers and fans of Will Smith. She revealed everything, did every piece of media available, and sold a tiny number of books compared to other big names.

This week, Jada will be outsold by possibly 10 times by Britney Spears, who also threw everyone under the bus. The difference is– and believe me, I don’t know why — more people cared about Britney than Jada, who’s had it made for decades. One reason might be that Jada had already aired her dirty laundry on her talk show, so this was just a re-confirmation that she could humiliate everyone around her.

Death sells, we’ve certainly learned that much over the years.

Now Matthew Perry’s autobiography has zoomed back to the top of the best seller list.

“Friends, Lovers, and the Big Terrible Thing” is number 2 on amazon right now following Perry’s untimely and tragic death. Fans will be scouring it for mentions of death, and there are plenty. Perry had a mordant sense of humor, he was sarcastic and glib and maybe a little weary of his long fight with addiction. As it turns out, the book was his way of saying goodbye.

Perry wrote in the book:

“I don’t want to die. I’m scared to die.” He embraced his sobriety, which is what makes his death so more painful to two generations that grew up on Chandler Bing and his facial tics and splendidly comic reactions to situations.

“Friends, Lovers” may actually knock Britney Spears’ book off the top spot by the end of the day. There are no more revelations to be had from that book except the story how she dictated it to ghost writer Sam Lansky.