sure is lonely up here on the high road

One day, at the library, I was sorting books and came across one that said "Women's Center" on the spine above the call number. I asked a coworker, "what the hell is the women's center?" She shrugged, and I put the book aside and continued sorting. Less than a minute later, the phone rang, someone calling from the Women's Center. She said, "did I accidentally drop my book there by mistake?"


Later that same day, a patron came up and wanted to know what hours we would be open for the 4th of July weekend. We looked at each other and shrugged. Then the phone rang, someone calling from the Dean's Office, letting us know the revised 4th weekend hours.

For the rest of the day, whenever something came up that we didn't know how to deal with, we kind of looked at the phone, expecting it to ring.

It didn't.