A longtime library patron came to the front desk. She was wearing a T-shirt that had a picture of a llama on it. It read:
"It is no prob llama"
She had a book she wanted to check out, but she had forgotten her library card.
That's okay. I could use her driver's license.
She didn't have her driver's license either!
Well, that's a... thing.
But having seen her come to the library for forty years, or whatever, I was pretty sure I maybe knew this person's name. "What's your last name?" I asked.
She told me, and at that point, her first name, from some mysterious place, immediately popped into my mind.
So I looked her record up and checked the book out.
This woman was not known to our library staff for her graciousness, but she nonetheless thanked me politely enough.
I was happy I could do it. "No prob llama." I replied.
She looked at me blankly and then exited.
I may have misunderstood her T-shirt.