Friday, June 26, 2020

Curbside pickup hijinks

This is not perhaps the funniest joke, but nevertheless in the heat of the moment I felt its on-the-spot pun work went a bit underappreciated. So naturally I have come to share it here, where everything is just and perfect merely by being ever so slightly more appreciated.

A Mr. Collins called in because he had arrived at the library for his curbside pickup. After carefully determining that he had indeed already previously called in to check the item out I proceeded to the next step. I informed our "runner" that a "Collins" was here for his book. To make it perfectly clear, I said "Collins, C-O-L-L-I-N-S, Collins."

My colleague noted how spelling-bee-like my presentation was and asked if I would use the word in a sentence.

"Lately we're getting a lot of Collins who want to arrange a pick up of their books."

1 comment:

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