My new and awesome mentee and I just met up to discuss writing and reading and college and all those cool things. I thought I'd be really hip and take her to the youth section where we could chat without fear of shushing.
Finding an empty couch, we were about to settle in when lib security came over. He asked me if he could help me. How lovely of him. So thoughtful. I said, not realizing I was the deviant, "we are just having a seat."
"No you aren't," he said. "Only teens are allowed in here."
"...but I'm with a teen," I said.
He wasn't buying it. Library security stuck to his messaging: "Only people under 18 are allowed in here."
Five minutes into meeting my mentee and I was already busted for being...old. I did the walk of old shame to the door turning back to say goodbye.
Goodbye video games.
Goodbye YAL.
Goodbye street cred.
"The great thing about getting older is that you don't lose all the other ages you've been."
Madeleine see it is like I am 18 L'engle
Madeleine see it is like I am 18 L'engle
REALLY? I didn't know that only teenagers were allowed in that section.....
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Are you serious?
soooo...are only children allowed in the children's section? do parents just drop off billy and sally and hope they don't burn the building down without supervision?
ReplyDeletestill can not believe this. don't they KNOW who you ARE?!
What? That's just nuts!
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