Thank you, Mr. Bomb Threat!

No, really. I mean, yeah, don’t call in bomb threats to your public library, it’s not nice. And sure, some of our patrons lost some of their work, bad bad Mr. Bomb Threat. And, I mean, somebody could have gotten hurt. So I don’t suggest bomb threats as a general course of action. And also, I kinda had to pee. And also I hear a rumor that you made the call from our pay phone and then also called the cops, and could you really be dumb enough not to realize you were on Candid Camera? Not too bright, Mr. Bomb Threat!

On the other hand, that was a fantastic hour spent outside under the trees on a beautiful mild sunny spring day! Fridays are depressingly long here, take my word for it. I was worried that I’d have to let people to go lunch late and then end up eating at 2 or something, but nah, we got back in on time for most people’s lunch schedules. So thanks, man. It was nice!

Mundane? Check. Pointless? Check.