Library Cards

The Evil Librarians* are conspiring against me. I have gone three times to the Public Library with my identification, and proof of residency to get a library card...and the first time--closed. The second time, the letter I had didn't have my first name, so I went home and got all the identification I could possibly bring. I also cried. The Evil Librarians were making me sad. I didn't have a letter with my first and last name, so I brought in a letter to my husband, a letter to the parents of the baby hero--AND the Baby Hero's birth certificate to prove I really was the baby hero's Mom. It was awful! They all laughed hystarically at all the efforts I went to obtain a library card. But it's a success. Now I just need to see if they have the book I really want to read!

*See Alcatraz vs. the Evil Librarians