What kind of fool am I?

(which could also be read as "when I go on vacation, I really go on vacation")

Tonight Thing One and I were dining and it started to rain - neither of us had brought an umbrella (he'd left his at home; I'd left mine in the hotel). So we asked the waitress for the whereabouts of the nearest store.

As we walked there, I thought I saw the store ahead. Thing One said, "no, that's not it" and shot me a very strange look. As we got closer, I realized it was a library: stacks, computers, etc. all in plain view of the street.

You'd think that, as a librarian, I'd recognize one a little quicker than I did tonight.

1 comment:

Alice in Infoland said...

Maybe it was that homing instinct: you know you're safe from storms in a library.