I'd like to apologize to the elderly gentleman that was sitting in the chair reading his paper, the nice older woman sitting nearby at the table looking at her book, and to the poor librarian that was roughly 10 feet away while we were in your area today.
It was just bad timing and bad luck on your part for happening to be sitting in the section where I was looking for the Dennis Lehane books. Look, I know you're supposed to talk quietly in the library; and yes, my kids do too. I also realize that any loud noises are generally not found in the Fiction section of the local branch.
But when your son, in the middle of such quiet you could have heard a snowflake land, rips off a fart that sounds like a Goose in heat being fired upon by a 12 gauge shotgun? Then all bets are off.
Although the giggle fit all 3 of us had afterwords was completely unacceptable.
*This post is dedicated to my good friends Bridget and Beth, who are the best librarians I've ever known*
On friendship and (more) healing.
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