Coworker: Hey Matt, go outside. There’s this truck handing out free books.
Me: FREE
Me: FREE FREE FREE
Me: THAT IS MY FAVORITE PRICE TO PAY FOR THINGS
Coworker: Why do I tell you anything
So I run outside the library, and sure enough, there was a truck handing out free books. They were with some organization… doing some kind of outreach… stuff… honestly, I got excited enough by the free shit that I completely forgot all the details and stories they told me. I also forgot to take photos, like someone who doesn’t have a blog about their whole goddamn life. Today’s photo is just of the stuff I took.
Lady Coworker: Ooooh, I better not take this one. Looks too sexy. I kinda want it though…
Me: So take it. Read what you want
Lady Coworker: Oh, no, I can’t. What if my dad found it?
Me: Don’t you own your house? Just take the book!
Lady Coworker: Nah, I don’t wanna start any shit.
Me: Motherfucker you are 30! And you have a child! And you work for the library that encourages everyone to read whatever they want! How is it your dad’s business if you read a romance novel here and there?
Lady Coworker: Uh, it’s his business when it’s his daughter. You wouldn’t understand, you don’t have kids.
Me: Oh, I understand perfectly.
I, too, understand perfectly, Matt.
I consider myself lucky growing up and my parental units allowing me to read anything on their bookshelves I was capable of reading.
My parents were publishers, and I grew up across from a library. It’s a lucky lucky existence we share!