Saturday at the reference desk started out quietly, but like a carnival that spins your eyes wide, after a while we became so busy that my partner and I were running around the floor, answering phones and taking care of patrons who were three deep and waving like drunks at a bar. I was on the desk in the last hour and we were still going strong. My last patron, well, was my best.
He came to the desk telling me that this library was indeed a weird place: a place full of books he couldn’t find. I straightened and leaned into him and said…”What’s the Read More ›