My university i.d. card is so faded that yesterday a librarian (not OFL, but the down-to-business English woman with glasses on a chain) cheerfully told me that I ought to consider picking up my new i.d. card with all the shiny security trappings. She told me this while she was manually entering my library number because the scanner couldn't detect the bar code.
Today, though, OFL was running the stacks entry. When I presented my card to her, she stared at it for 20 seconds or so. And then:
OFL: It kind of reminds me of the Mona Lisa.
Me, a little bored, a little flattered, having never been compared to something so, well, classy: Oh yeah?
OFL, sighing: No one knows if it's the paint that makes her yellow or if she was anemic. What do you think?
Me: I'm going with hepatitis.
OFL, getting up to go back to circulation, calling back over her shoulder: Some say she was pregnant. But that's probably just somebody starting a crazy rumor.
For the benefit of readers new to blogos: OFL=Our Favorite Librarian. This is a series of sorts, with lots of gaps when I'm doing less local research.
Posted by: dhawhee | 14 December 2007 at 03:34 PM
Darnitall, I've only ever been compared by OFL to Barbara Eden of "I Dream of Jeannie" fame. You are so lucky.
Posted by: caraf | 15 December 2007 at 02:25 PM
Maybe they should implement a ID card scanner then the librarian doesnt even have to look at the card she can just swipe the card for you, its quick and easy
Posted by: Kim Diamond | 20 July 2009 at 08:04 AM