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Shakespeare at the Library

Emily asked me to take her to the library to get some of Shakespeare's works today. I keep telling her it's not normal to like poetry or Shakespeare, but what can I do? The girl is just weird that way. If she were in public school, she'd probably get the crap kicked out of her every day if she weren't so pretty.

Anyway, I wasn't sure if Shakespeare was kept on some special shelf reserved for nerds or if it would be in regular fiction, so Emily and I headed straight to the information desk and asked one of the volunteers.

"Um.....Shakespeare?" she asked me looking around the library as if hoping to spot it. "How do you spell that?" she finally asked as she decided to type it in on the computer.

I spelled it for her and she said, "Shakespeare.......that's like, who wrote it, right?"

Emily and I froze with pleasant expressions on our faces. I knew if we made eye contact with each other we would burst out laughing. "Yes," I replied, managing to keep my face straight. "That's who wrote it."

"Well, I don't see anything by him in fiction," she told me. "Maybe there's some in non-fiction?"

"I don't think he wrote any non-fiction," I told her. She eventually told us to wander around the fiction area and look under 'S'. We tried that for a bit and then eventually asked someone else who was able to direct us to the shelf in the Young Adult section where Shakespeare resides. Because teens love Shakespeare, you know.

To mine and Emily's credit, neither of us said a word about the library volunteer while we were still at the library. Neither of us even looked at each other the entire time we were there. But once we got out to the car, we finally made eye contact.

And we laughed.

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