library tales

today i overhear, "someone doesn't know how to shelve books here." it stops me. i halt. i puff. i turn back to see who says it. two teenage girls sit on the ground by the 512s, probably looking for algebra books. i want to walk up to them. "excuse me, would you like to volunteer? i shelve books here four days out of the week. these books you see out of order aren't because of me. they are because of you. thanks." i also want to hit their heads with nerf bats like that groundhog game at chuck e. cheese. instead, i walk past and close my ears and hum bright eyes.
 
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