Carts and babies

For today's exciting blog post we are going to go with a little comedy. You may or may not laugh, but I'll have already collected your blog reading minute by the time we find out.

First we have the joke about the cart. At my library we have a lot of book carts. They tend to be all beige and charcoal and gray colors. But for awhile a librarian was working with us while her library was being remodeled. Apparently she brought her own cart with her, and, as her library is now all fixed up, she was sending it back. This cart was a beautiful cerulean color, striking, the color of the sky. I put this note on the cart:

"Cheer up cart! Don't be so blue! You're going home!"

Wait! Don't stop reading my blog post! I still have the second joke. It's a little dark maybe. So I want you to know ahead of time that I am seriously enthusiastic about many people, but, um, I see the problem in people too. 

So, anyway, one of my co-workers came into the back room. Apparently she had had some kind of altercation with an infant because she exclaimed "I hate babies!"

"I know." I sympathized. "And they just get worse the more the years go by."


I'll be here all week. Tell your friends!