Wednesday, October 21, 2015
The little things
Oh, I have spiritual turmoil to discuss, deep stirrings of the soul, big issues, but not today! Just here, now, the world for a moment is deliciously smaller than all that...
The automated check in machine at my library ground a book into its rollers. It caught an edge of the book's curling paperback cover. It pulled that book down, and it chewed into the book. Alerted to the strange high squealing sounds such an incident produces, I headed to the rescue. One of my co-workers got to the book before me though and wrestled it out of the gentle but powerful, remorseless teeth of the machine. My co-worker smiled and held the book up to me like a trophy, and he let me read the title of the mangled book: