Had to be an Aquarian at the library today. It’s a small branch. I know all the librarians, but this one was new and striking.
Striking, because she was an older lady, with a highly stylish haircut and just the right shade of lipstick.
Another older lady cut in front of me. I let her.
“What’s your name?” she asked the Aquarian. “Because you look familiar to me.”
“Barbara,” she answered, crisply. “I’m just helping out for the day, I’m from Cherry Creek (upscale neighborhood). I’m retired.”
“Well, I’m retired too,” the woman said, not realizing the librarian wanted her to take her three books and go. “You went to Cherry Creek high school?” the woman, asked.
The Aquarian, kept her demeanor, but I could tell she thought the woman was daft. How does one get right of such a clingy conversationalist, anyway? She eventually managed.
I stepped up to pick up my weirdo-book, ordered via interlibrary loan. She was unhappy that she did not find it in the Prospector pile. When she located the correct pile, I could see she’d never have such a grab-ass system.
“She checked out my book and remarked, “You get to keep this for a good while,” she said.
“Do I? That’s great.”
“June 27th,” she said.
“Wonderful. Why do you get to keep some books longer then others?” I asked.
“The lending library decides how long the period will be,” she answered, glad someone was asking appropriate library questions. Because, come on! She’s got a head full of knowledge, don’t be boring her or wasting her time! “Here you go,” she said, handing me my book.
“Thank you, ma’am.”
And then I turned and got the hell out.
Sometimes people wonder about Saturn’s rulership of Aquarius. This is an example of how that works.
Boundaries, people. As my double Aquarian mother used to say, “It’s a sin to bore people.”