Wednesday, February 21, 2018
Dentists vs. Library
I'm at the Dentist. My teeth are clean and doing pretty well. My wife's appointment followed mine so I sat in the waiting area and read the Olympic Curling news in the St. Paul Paper. I was pouring over it with great interest.
After awhile someone from the reception desk came over. "Uh, excuse me." They said. "Are you here waiting for someone, or are you, uh, waiting to see someone for an appointment?"
"No." I replied. "I just seek out random suburban Dentist offices to hang out at and read their newspapers."
I didn't really say that, though they were mere inches from deserving it...
Although on the other hand maybe they're on to something, and I should try it when I'm working at the library later tonight. "Uh, hi. Are you here to read our books, or use our computers, or study or something?"
"I'm looking through these books I picked out. I might check some of them out."
"Oh, okay, um, fine, good. Carry on. I just wanted to make sure you weren't just here to, uh, just..."
"Oh, no. Nothing like that."
"Good, good. I mean, though, not that you're not allowed to."