I sometimes wonder how I became a librarian. It's not like it was a dream of mine growing up. I remember the library in Grace, Idaho a little bit and then when we moved to Thatcher there was the summer Bookmobile that stopped on our corner. I always loved books, but didn't really feel passionate about libraries like some people do from birth. It just seemed to happen.
Anyway, the other day I came across this little comic and wondered if, subconsciously, I wanted a career in a job where people were "forced" to talk to me and they would, by default, think I knew what I was talking about....even though usually, I'm full of crap. :) I think I also identified with the lonely chicken's attempt to lure people into interactions with food....is that bad?
4 comments:
I'm one of those weirdies that has always dreamed of working in a library.
You can bribe my friendship with food anytime!
You can also bribe my friendship with food. In fact, I encourage it.
You're such a savage chicken! Oh, and a great friend and librarian! But could you please use the word "libary" just once in a post? Pretty please, pretty Carla?
I have never wanted to be a librarian (I think I talk to much or something). I do have a job where people are forced to listen to me. The kids don't usually get a choice in the matter. Not like that stops them from not listening.
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