Comment on this post with your height. I just want to see how much taller you people are than me...*suspicious look around the room*
SO! Here I am, writing a post. Wheeee!
Do you people have library cards? Or are you those people who don't understand the joys of reading?
Please tell me it's not the second one.
Ever since I moved to New York City, I've been finding less and less time to read.
Unacceptable. I know.
When we first moved here, my brother and I went to the library with our mother to create our library cards. Unfortunately, we were not prepared for the black ATTITUDE LADY who was sitting at the front desk.
"Hello. How may I help you?" She asks flatly, staring at her computer screen.
My brother and I exchange glances, our eyebrows raised.
"Er...we're here to make library cards?" My brother said it in question form.
"I'll need your Passports, your ID, a proof of address..." She rambled off different things that we'd need in order to make a library card.
"We don't have those things on us," I say.
The lady gives me a dissaproving look. "You don't have your Passports?" She asks, shocked.
My brother looks at her. "Well...Passports aren't exactly things you carry around on a daily basis..."
I hide a smirk.
But Attitude Lady frowns at my brother. She places her hands on her hips and says, "Look here, young man. I don't need your attitude."
What the hell?
My brother kind of scoffs and rolls his eyes before looking away.
So. I decide to end things.
"Well, bye!" I say cheerfully before dragging my brother and mother away from the desk.
Hmph. I still don't have my library card! Thanks a lot, Attitude Lady...
Well then. That was an awfully random story I decided to share with ya'll.
GASP! My brother and I just had a conversation that I found very, very offensive. It went like this:
Me: *sigh* I wonder what Siobhan Magnus is doing now...
Brother: *looks confused* Who?
Me: *gasps* Oh, come on!
Brother: Oh, yeah. That girl from American Idol?
Me: No, not 'that girl from American Idol.' THE GIRL THAT SHOULD'VE WON AMERICAN IDOL.
Fosh. I'm glad I corrected him.