Harry Potty Party

Fortunately, I was not working on the day of the Harry Potter-palooza for young readers but the following is a true account of what transpired.

The staff person in charge of the event--a three hour drop in, do your craft, get your food, & leave affair--was called into the children's area right as she was preparing to open the activity room doors to the HP fans. There in front of the desk was human excrement--and apparently not the kind that could be associated with overflowing diapers. Not only that, but it had been stepped in & tracked throughout the area. Naturally, no one fessed up to it & the one family in the general vicinity of "it" had a (possible, very handy) language barrier. So she donned gloves, antiseptic cleaner, & went to work cleaning.

And to add insult to injury, she went in to start the first reading of "HP & the Deathly Hallows" to find that the food that was to last for three hours had already disappeared and those in attendance were not inclined to leave after taking part in the craft-making. They stayed & stayed--and those kids were no doubt on a sugar high after ingesting all the treats.

Icing on the cake? Discovering the mother who, despite instructions to the contrary about one chance per child for the book drawing, had entered each of her children (half of who aren't even reading yet) twenty-five times.

The staff person person deserves combat pay, compensatory leave, and a dinner paid for by the library (but won't get it). Although on Saturday I suspect she would have settled for an invisibility cloak.