This image was posted at reddit with the label When Libraries Troll Their Patrons. We’ve all been there, trying to find a book when we recall neither the title nor the author. Commenters started telling tales about working in book stores or libraries, or getting embarrassed by being that patron with the wonky memory.
Librarians and book store workers want to help, and they consider it a challenge to find that one book you can’t identify, if they have the time. Then starstarstar42 told his story.To all bookstore employees that take the time to help… thank you.
35 y.o. me walked into a bookstore after WEEKS searching on the web for the first book my now deceased mom let me pick out on my own. Thing is, 3 y.o. me was really mad at her for some reason that day and I did not want to pick out a stupid book! I cried all the way home because she made me do so.
That night she tucked me in (me, still very mad) and read me that book. I f—–g hated the story. I f—–g hated the mouse that starred in it. I f—–g hated the colors when she showed me the pictures. I f—–g hated that book, period. At the end, my mom kissed me and smiled as she smoothed back my hair. Looking back so many decades later I understand now that her love for me was dancing in her eyes as if to say, “be mad all you want, little man of mine. I can never stop loving you. You are my world”.
30 years later and…
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