The advent of Spring is always a delight--birds singing, flowers blooming, and a blessedly quieter-than-usual library. There are days when I actually get some work accomplished. But yesterday's gloomy weather brought in some new folks--and I have little doubt that they'll become regulars.
The transaction went like this:
I was sitting at the desk, obviously doing work on the computer (and it was legitimate library work!) when out of the corner of my eye I caught sight of a family coming closer to the desk. I stopped my typing & looked up to see a Grizzly Adams type veer off in my direction while his wife & child headed off towards the bank of computers. Before I had a chance to "greet" him, I heard this:
"Hello Sunshine"
Let me make this perfectly clear--I am not a Sunshine. Even on my best days, when the male patron with great legs (yes, unfortunately, there's only one) comes in wearing shorts, I do not radiate sunshine-iness. And I certainly do not want total strangers who look like they just came out of winter's hibernation addressing me with such familiarity. But I was brought up by a mother who would not tolerate rude behavior so I bit my tongue & asked (with no sunshine in my voice), "can I help you?"
Which I did & he was quite excited when I found the "campfire cookbooks" he wanted (all the time keeping the oh so clever remarks to myself). I left him in the stacks & made my escape.
Until he returned to the desk: "Thanks Sunshine!"
And still I refrained from letting loose with all the ferocity associated with a F5 tornado.
So did I get rewarded for my good behavior with a visit from the male patron with the great legs?
Of course not--ain't no justice here either.
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