I was at the library today. They have these neat machines where you just slide your card and then place your books on a certain spot on the table (no idea where the scanner is) and it just "knows" which books you have. You can also pay for things like fines or movies. There was an old man next too me today. The librarian was walking him through the check-out process. He was checking out three movies. The librarian explained, "And your change will come out at your ankles." He bent down slowly and obviously painfully. He dropped a quarter (or maybe it was a Sacajawea) and I hurried and picked it up. I wish I would have helped sooner, but better late than never I guess. I take my body for granted.
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