Ok, so big news here folks.
SeeStephGo, has discovered the BEST DESSERT KNOWN TO MAN.
Seriously. It's fucking SNOW with like toppings and shit on it. No, I am not joking. It's literally a light, fluffy pile of sugar, milk and ice...topped with whatever you like.
It's whimsical. It's delicious. It's extremely low-calorie.
I'm just going to take a survey here...because situations like this happen at the library quite frequently...
When you are attending a meeting or a class or an event...do you, maybe, get directions to the location of said meeting, class or event? Or at least, oh I dunno, know the NAME of the venue at which the meeting/class/event is being held?
I cannot TELL you how many people come in here and are like "I'm looking for [insert obscure fucking class on knitting/art/Jesus-loving/cartography HERE]. Can you tell me where they're meeting? Oh, and how to get there? OH! And it starts in 10 minutes."
Me: Um...ok...do you know the name of the venue they're meeting at?
ClusterFucker: Um...it's in a park or something.
Me: Do you know what park?
ClusterFucker: Probably a park near here. Is there a park near here?
Like what? It's so BIZARRE. How INCAPABLE CAN YOU BE PUBLIC.
Another patron? The other day is all:
IlPatrone: Do you have books on History?
Me: Um...yes. Any particular period of History?
IlPatrone: Roman history.
Me: Ancient Roman History or History of the modern city?
IlPatrone: Whichever. Both.
Me: Well, they're going to be in different parts of the library.
IlPatrone: Can you just tell me what books you have?
Me: Um....OKAY. There's going to be A LOT of them.
IlPatrone: Well, just tell me a few.
Me: :::SIGH:::Well, we have [book], and [book]...
IlPatrone: Do you have "The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire" by Gibbon?
Me: WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T JUST ASK FOR THAT BOOK TO BEGIN WITH. WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH YOU LADY!??!
And just a moment ago, a (presumably) teen boy called and was like:
Patron17: Hey. I'm looking for a video of King Lear.
Patron17: It's spelled "L-E-A-R."
Me:....:::laughs:::Thanks...I got it.
Patron17: (flustered) Oh...well...um...I dunno...uh.
Me: Did you need any particular version of it?
Patron17: If you have the Laurence Olivier version that would be AWESOME.
Me: Ok, we have it on VHS-can you play VHS still?
Patron17: Oh I can DEFINATELY play VHS!
Me: (internal monologue) Wow. He is pretty pumped.
Patron17: So, can you hold it there for me?
Me: Sure. It will be on the hold's shelf under your last name. (I then get his info.)
Patron17: And with whom am I speaking?
Me: WTF? Uh....this is Jessica.
Five minutes later, this kid shows at the library and comes up to the desk and is all:
Patron17: Hi! I'm Patron17! We spoke on the phone about "King Lear."
This kid? Was like 10 bazillion times nicer, more mannerly and appreciative than 99.9% of the adults that come into this joint.
Why is it that teens like me SO MUCH MORE than adults do?