Lost in the Library

I just want to say that when I was in the library the other day, a little kid who had lost his dad walked up to the help desk and asked the librarian to find his dad.  Dad was quickly located to cheers of “yay!”  Not two days before that, some little kid had wandered away from his grandma and started whimpering.  All of the other people at the library continued typing away at their laptops, oblivious to the ever increasing panic in his voice.  So I went over and said, did you lose your mommy?  The little kid burst out wailing.  Let’s go look, I said, and held out my hand.  He took it, crying ever louder.  At last gradma came running and snatched the kid up.  She shot me a dirty look, like it was me who caused the kid to cry, not her negligence.  I bet things would have been different if I was the librarian.  Jeeze.

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