Yesterday a woman came in with a problem. The tape she checked out from us was stuck in her VCR. The clincher: she brought in the whole VCR. In a bag. To the circ desk. A laugh-my-ass-off attack was had by all. She took it on to get it fixed and brought the tape back later in the day...unscathed and having avoided a very nasty late fee.
And the Normans (Warrens) were delightful yesterday. As always. But no one told me they loved me.