Oh the times, Oh the library

Does anyone else get the feeling that the librarians are judging you on your book choices?

I know this is not an original question, and so I must assume: yes, others feel that the librarians are judging them.

Though I do my best to avoid the anxiety of caring what the librarians think of me (when you live right across the street from the library and practically live there on holiday breaks, such opinions matter), I fear that my literary selections are influenced by their curious eyes.

Do I really need to check out Hard Times by our esteemed Charles Dickens? Do I really think I'm ever going to attempt rereading that particular classic? But the other novels in my hands looked so light and cheerful and fun.

No, I refuse to let the librarians and their silent criticisms -- hiding behind those cheery smiles and helpful eyes -- affect my personal time! I put the Dickens down.

I won't go on in this vein... describing my courageous walk to the check-out counter... my defiant placing of the books onto said counter...my fearless meeting of the librarians eyes as she scans my selections ....

Suffice to say, I walked out of the library tonight, head held high!
And mentally noted to avoid that librarian from now on, unless I had Herman Melville in hand.

Winter Break '07

I love being home. I love putting together puzzles with my family, reading for pleasure, watching Disney movies, and experimenting with cookie recipes.