That should have been a sign.
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Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Library Card
An old lady and her old husband came into the library. She had a cane and hobbled to the counter. Her husband picked up a plastic-covered magazine and took a seat.
“It’s my lunch hour, but I saw you and wanted to say hello," said a man in a wrinkled dress shirt pulled tight across his chest as he came out of the back office. “I haven’t seen you in awhile.”
“That’s mine there.” She pointed to two books bound with a rubber band and a slip of paper stuck in the top of one of the books.
“Carl!” She said to her husband. “Carl!”
He was deaf or ignoring his wife, but Carl sat looking at the magazine.
“Carl! I’m done.” She said and waved her cane around to get Carl’s attention. “I have my books.”
Carl looked up and said, “I have to put the books in the car before I get you.”
“I know,” She said.
This took some time.
The librarian went back to his lunch and the library was empty and quiet again.
“It’s my lunch hour, but I saw you and wanted to say hello," said a man in a wrinkled dress shirt pulled tight across his chest as he came out of the back office. “I haven’t seen you in awhile.”
“That’s mine there.” She pointed to two books bound with a rubber band and a slip of paper stuck in the top of one of the books.
“Carl!” She said to her husband. “Carl!”
He was deaf or ignoring his wife, but Carl sat looking at the magazine.
“Carl! I’m done.” She said and waved her cane around to get Carl’s attention. “I have my books.”
Carl looked up and said, “I have to put the books in the car before I get you.”
“I know,” She said.
This took some time.
The librarian went back to his lunch and the library was empty and quiet again.
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