Friday, February 06, 2009
So the first part of this winter has been the winter of my discontent (wait--don't I say that every winter?), but I hope the rest will be much better.
Part of my discontent included doing something I don't think I've ever done before--losing a library book.
And, this is rich, I lost that book, one of those Jane Q. Public-friendly tomes on economics, by leaving it at the bank. That'll learn me to try to brush up on economics.
So after looking for it everywhere (including the bank's lost and found), I gave it up for gone.
I went to the library to confess and was told I'd have to pay for it. That, plus I owed 80 cents in late fees for a different book (I doubt that I've lost a book before now, but my saintliness doesn't mean I always turn them on on time.)
They didn't take cards, so I couldn't pay for the lost book. And since the library cash register was down, they could only take exact change, so I couldn't pay the fine because I didn't have eighty cents.
Before I had been called up, the young woman who was ahead of me had been told to step aside to fill out an application for a library card.
To my great surprise she, a perfect stranger, offered up the eighty cents to cover my fine. Someone who didn't even have a card yet and had a clean record was covering my late fees.
So, go figure: 1 lousy winter and 1 lost library book + late fees = 80 cents of undeserved favor. (Although, since undeserved favor cannot be measured, that 80 cents adds up to a lot more.)