I have trauma.
All my life I've gone to the library, and unfortunately, librarians, well they never seem to change. At least in the attitude department. *wink wink*
Here's how it always goes down....
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You walk through the library doors confidently...
You're ready for this. You've got the majesty on high today.
You need to find something, and sadly, you need help. So to the information desk you go.
Your expectations aren't high. You don't ask for much.
You take the dangerous plunge to the information desk.
The librarians enthusiasm is practically bursting at the seems. Obviously.
At first you try to be all cute and stuff....
Until you realize having a cute face doesn't sway them, and you'll have to think of something else.
A sense of humour maybe? Be funny?
Plot twist: You're not funny to them.
They might even in fact, be exasperated with you now.
It obviously makes no sense.
But whatever. Let's progress here.
She looks up your title....
But, in typical library fashion, they don't have it.
Then, again, very typical, she tells you she can put it on hold for you.
For a very small price.
Your emotional stability.
But you need that movie, so you decide to go for it anyway.
Against your better judgement.
Then, somehow, her spidey senses kick in.
She looks over at you suspiciously.
You can sense the question she's about to ask.
Your inner self looks something like this:
You're pretty sure you know the librarians inner feelings too, tho. And they look something like this...
Then she jumps right in.
"Is this your card?"
Her: "You know that's illegal, right?"
(using your moms card.)
"I can't put this on hold for you."
"You should get your own card."
When the whole ordeal is over:
The end.
....Until next time.
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