The library (my blog) i visit is not a trendy place but at times it is both infuriating and can be damm right funny. Hence my title Planet botox meets the midgets.
To set the scene it was a cold and rainy Saturday and i had to return one of the many books i read not being a amazon fan (my blog). I set off from the zoo and i arrive at the library to find it quiet.
It has a volunteer who is a old human who freaks me out as she has had too much anti wrinkle*** work and so squints her eyes and the face sort of contorts and emitting language of its own -its a bit like morse code sequences in old films .
I am not the only one in as there is also a woman trying to rent a j r r tokien film about gay midgets made into three films*. She wants them NOW, not in a months time. Miss Botox wants to know how one might spell he who must not be mentioned (my blog) while doing the the mentioned things with the face.
So i know that this woman wont get her demands not for being unreasonable but the library system is like a fine wine and maybe if your lucky a couple of weeks later you might be in luck
I keep my thoughts to myself.
‘relief’ arrives in the form of a younger staff member who informs both victim and customer that the item was marked as lost several months ago. Hey told you.
Then with a spelling supplied by the younger person the search begins in other libraries nearby.
By this time i have returned my book. But I know that a quest for the gay male midgets** has just began.
* for an exercise try visiting some shops (my blog) not on the internet and try and rent a dvd you can decide which series it was ** not many females in those stories *** you know it when you see it