stealer.

someone stole my library card number.

i mean, who does that kind of thing? and why does that kind of thing always happen to yours truly?

i went to check-out a book yesterday and found out the news. thankfully, the grand total fines were: $1.00. yep. just one buck. which, after about 20 minutes, were waived. but anyway, i had to argue with the semi-snooty librarian supervisor about why "black knight" and "woman to woman" (ironically, this book seems to be about god or something. is our thief a believer?) were never books i placed on hold. last december. and if they weren't my materials, why i didn't return two messages left for me. (didn't get them. sorry, i was busy attending to my father with the brain injury lady!). i ended up having to buy a new library card for $3. it's always the victim that gets punished, man. always the victim.

snooty librarian accused me of losing my key chain card since i didn't have it attached to my key ring. uh. sorry. i don't put that crap on my key ring, lady! then she said i must have lost it. not likely as it's probably tucked away in my papers somewhere. i think that my number may have been lifted from their site or something, since that's really the way i use my card the most: to research stuff online. i'm now highly suspicious of their databases.

to top all of this off, i was with my dad  so i felt like i was about two years old. not that effective for giving it to the librarian, you know?

stealers suck.