Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Greemy, grimey gopher guts

This morning we were at the library picking up our weekly reading material. We were not at our usual branch. We were at an older branch, a branch where there is no self-checkout. You have to do it the old fashioned way. In other words, you have to deal with a real human being.

Emily noticed right off.

Emily: Where we do the books?
Me: There aren't any self-checkout computers here. We give our books to a person instead.
Emily: What person?
Me: That person. Standing right there. Behind the desk.
(Please note that by this point in the conversation we are standing directly in front of the person in question.)
Emily: That's not a person. That's a boy.

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