As you all know, I frequent my local library almost as much as I frequent Taco Bell. Over the last 3 or 4 years, I’ve used the useful online reserve system. I select a book, movie, or CD from the San Diego database and have it sent to my local library.
But of course, the obsessive compulsive gal in me has a certain way of ordering.
For example, if I were to order something embarrassing and silly like… the soundtrack to Hairspray… I will also order two respectable items like, ‘Tuesdays With Morrie’ and ‘Capote’. That way, I can escape the judgmental eyes of the snooty literary folks by sandwiching the embarrassing item between the two respectable ones. Our library has the automated checkout machine so with my perfect method, I had yet to be caught red handed with say.. Over the Top or Rocky 5.
It’s like when you have to buy feminine products. You don’t go and just grab a box, you fill the cart with 72 other items, hide the tampons on the bottom, and then search the checkout lines for a female checker who will understand your plight.
Wait. Is that just me?
Anyway, my method WAS perfect, until there started to be problems with the scanners on the automated machines. I scanned respectable item #1, respectable item #2, and went to scan my embarrassing silly item and…
BEEEEEEP. The machine shrieked in error.
‘Oh no. Please, please, please, PLEASE, no. Don’t do this to me. Not in rush hour!’ I shouted in my head. And yes, the library has a rush hour.
I try to scan it again… and again… and again. Each time, the machine beeped loudly at me.
The librarian leaned over from her long line and asked if I was having problems with the CD. I nodded.
‘Which CD is it?’ She asked.
‘Spice Girls Greatest Hits.’ I answer meekly.
She stared and then quietly hand typed the number to check me out. She was pretty good at holding her laughter until after I exited the building.
Just because I enjoy the vocal stylings of Posh, Baby, Sporty, Scary, and Ginger Spice, doesn’t mean I have bad taste!
I’m just hoping the machines will be fixed by the time I get my George Michael CD.
‘…'Cause I gotta have faith...f-f-f-faith f-f-faith.’