The Library.

So let’s skip all of my regrets of not having written in a few months and get right to the good part.

Back-story: I’m support-raising this summer and taking 5 independent online Bible classes and can’t seem to find a good, quiet place to get some letters and studying done.

So I’m at the library, and things seem to be going PERFECT. No one knows me there, and if they do, they don’t care. There’s a large desk where I can plug in my computer, connect to wireless, spread out my books and papers, and not bother anyone.

On my left, there are two teen-aged girls tutoring two younger girls in math. On my right are children’s DVD’s. In front of me is the main desk, and behind me is this black dude with a brief case. Are you with me?

Suddenly, this woman. lol This woman in a blue shirt. Long, curly brown hair, heavy-set. She starts talking REALLY loud to the librarian at the front desk. The teenagers start laughing at her a little bit. It goes on for a long time, and finally the guy behind me is like “SSSSSSH!” I sneak a peek at her over my cubicle, and she yells out, “Thank God you’re not MY roommate! Hahahaha!” I turn around and look at the guy behind me and laugh a little bit to ease the rising tension in his demeanor. He relaxes a little and says to me and everyone else around, “I don’t think she has an inside voice.” He sighs and goes back to work. Blue shirt calms down a little bit for a while.

Then I notice this guy. He looks around my age. He takes his son over to the DVD’s and says

“Hey! You like CHOO CHOOS! You wanna CHOO CHOO MOVIE??! ” Kid says, “Oh I LOVE CHOO CHOO!”

Dad says, “You love CHOO CHOO?” GOOD!

Kid: I LOVE CHOO CHOO!

Dad: You LOVE CHOO CHOO??
Kid: Yeah. I love dem.

Dad: It makes me so happy that you love CHOO CHOO.

Me: *Sigh* Me, too.

Kid: I love CHOO CHOO.

Me: Oh my gosh.

Dad: Let’s go home and watch CHOO CHOO, okay!?

Kid: I LOVE CHOO CHOO!

Finally, when those two split, Blue shirt lady is at it again. By this time, the math kids have given up. They have gone. Blue shirt is walking all around and finally tells a lady that is helping her kid pick out a DVD, “HA! Thank God I’m not YOUR roommate!” and walks away. Mom lady looks at her and says, “What?”

“Thank God you’re not her roommate,” I relayed.

The lady stopped and looked around confused, and then angry. She goes, “Really??” under her breath. Black dude and I realize in that moment that Blue shirt did not know mom lady. He yells after Mom, “She’s CUCKOO! She’s CRAZY!” I start packing up my things, finally surrenduring to circumstance. I turn around to face the man with the briefcase. “Well, it’s been real.” But lo. He wants to chat.

“Hey. You know, if she just said that to the wrong person, she could get hurt,” he said.

“Yeah, well it’s times like these that I’m glad we don’t live in NYC or something. Then she’d really be in danger.”

“Seriously. That’s where I’m from.”

“I figured.”

“Where I come from, people wait all year for someone to act like that so they can use it as an excuse to mess them up.”

“Heh, yeah. Well, I gotta go. I’ll be seein ya…I…”

Brief case guy’s not done.

“You know, I was under the impression that libraries were supposed to be quiet.”

“Well I guess this one’s an exception.” lol

I go over to the DVDs to see if they’ve got anything besides Alfred Hitchcock, Star Trek, and Miss Marple movies, and there’s Blue shirt’s kid. He runs right into me, appologizes, then says, (I’m not making this up) “MOM! Can we check out One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest!?” I will not go into the fact that this film is not for kids. It’s barely even for me.

I run over to briefcase guy and exclaim, “They’re checking out ’One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest’! How ironic! Just thought you’d like to know!”

Returning my excitement he replied, “The librarian just told me she’s a ‘regular’ here! What the heck!”

We had a good laugh then said our goodbyes. And that’s why I got NO work done at the library today.