I don’t know what’s going on in the library this week. Everybody seems to have decided they are on their way to a stand-up comedy career.
It started with Linda. A middle-aged woman came up to the desk to ask for directions. I was elbow deep in drafting the monthly library email listing all our events and regular club meetings so Linda was forced to answer the query.
“I’m looking for the self-help books in the nonfiction section,” she said.
“I could tell you, but that kind of defeats the purpose,” replied Linda.
The woman stared at her, shocked.
I muffled a laugh and told her it was the second bookcase on the left.
Linda smirked as she bustled away. “I don’t think she got it.”
“Good job she wasn’t looking fo...
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