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Thursday, February 17, 2011

What's Love Got to Do With It?

Valentine's Day. It strikes fear into the hearts of some men, disappointment into the hearts of some women, and indifference into the hearts of most other people. I didn't give the holiday much thought this year other than a vague hope to come across some leftover chocolate in the library staff room.

However, Valentine's Day did affect me in a way that had nothing to do with a 4pm sugar coma: it sparked yet another conversation among a certain group of girls about the fact that I am not yet married. Even at 10 years of age, this absolutely horrifies them. (Please note that they never ask - and I don't tell - if I am dating or if I have a boyfriend or anything in between. It's all or nothing with these girls, which I guess is a smart way to play it.)

Even though I am in no way concerned about my own current marital lack-of-status, I have grown to appreciate the conversations with these kids. My mother is awesome and supportive, but I think she may have given up on the idea of me getting married and having kids. Subsequently, these girls are the closest thing I have to a concerned, pushy maternal force. It does make a librarian feel loved. Here's part of the conversation:

Girl: "You have to get a husband so that you can have a baby. I will baby-sit for free."

Now, it would probably be worth it to have a kid just for this alone. I mean, day care ain't cheap. As if that weren't generous enough, the girl followed up by offering to help me actually snag a spouse:

Girl: "I will get you a husband!"

Me: "Oh yeah? Where are you going to get one?"

Girl (after a pause): "I don't know."

Honey, that goes for you and every other female in New York City. 

A bit later in, I got serenaded at the reference desk by this same bunch of girls. The song? "Single Ladies" by Beyonce. Dance included. I love my job.
So, you all can keep your flowers and diamonds (although you can offer me chocolate, no strings attached). This librarian received a song, an offer she couldn't refuse, and a little bit of well-intentioned shaming. Feels like love to me.


  1. I love your stories! What little romantics you have there.

  2. I laughed when I read the two tweets that related to this story on Valentine's day and I am ecstatic to have gotten to read the full story for even more amusement.

    Anyways I have read all your blog posts so far (as in yesterday) and thus it is only fair that I say "thank you" for sharing all these fun stories. I mean sure I knew that librarians could have a sense of humor but this is most excellent and somewhat unexpected!!

    More Stories! . . . Please ;)

  3. Thank you both so much! It means a lot to me that people read and enjoy these stories. Thanks for your comments. :)

  4. awww. Sweet and very funny! just found your blog through your tweet about being named "blogs to read" by LISNews, and now I can see why. I will definitely be back!

  5. I wanted to check out your blog, because you're all famous now. This is really good. Maybe we can get the video from the security tapes and post it on YouTube.

    Judy Kamilhor AKA kami haiku AKA Miss Information AKA baseball gods

  6. This is hilarious. That may be the best Valentine's Day I've heard about in recent memory. I'm jealous.

    Although I did get a card and a couple of gift cards (and snowcaps!) from my own dear mother, who has also given up on having grandkids :)

  7. Thanks so much, guys!

    Trisha, don't be jealous. I didn't get any chocolate. You are the real winner here.