When you work in the Children’s Department, you learn to live with puke. The mothers of puking children, however, you could live without…
On a particularly busy spring afternoon, a young boy deposited a copious amount of puke on the rug in the Children’s area. The mother of the child reported the incident to the librarian at the desk, who bravely donned the rubber gloves and began scooping the stuff into a bucket. As the librarian scooped, the very same mother of the puker approached her again, held out her library card and said, “Could you tell me my pin number?”
The sounds of retching fill the small, historic library. A moment later, the pale-faced child and her mother approach the desk. The mother unceremoniously slides a puke-covered book across the antique desktop toward the librarian.
Mother: “You really should put trashcans in the Children’s area. Don’t you know that kids puke a lot?”
Librarian: “Why do we need trashcans? Obviously the books work just fine.”
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