Archive for important people in blazers

things are hoppin’

Hello there, friends. Sorry I have been away. My oh my, the castle is a hoppin’ today.

The Bea carefully applied her makeup this morning, has watered the plants, has called the copier man, the newspaper man and the light fixture man, and all in a very short timeframe.

This castle is shaping up, and I can be reasonably sure that at least the plants won’t die. At least they can drink in this library.

And another thing, dear friends. I’m trying to keep my voice quiet now. There has been an important-person-in-a-blazer spotting, only just 15 minutes ago. This person was wearing a tan corduroy blazer and even boldly asked to remove a book from this library. What? Take a book from this library? Honey, I don’t think so.

But the Bea was here, and he withstood her friendly banter for a few minutes while I carefully watched him fumble with his watch. He promised to bring the book back within an hour. The Bea is in a good mood today. Should we take his thumbprint or his blood type, she asked me. Maybe the promise of his first-born? I kept my eyes on his watch, some good collateral that the Bea might take if she was in the right mood. Because, let me tell you, there is a lot of shady business in this library. A lot of shady dealings and secret exchanges. I’ll trade you an iPod for a thesis any day.

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A degree in my spare time

Well, here I am, fresh-faced from a brisk walk from the local parking garage. I just listened to the song Psycho Killer on my iPod and stepped to the beat. Don’t tell.

When I arrived this morning, Queen Bea, looking quite sharp in a double-breasted suit, greeted me when I popped in her office to drop off her mail. Someone important, a journalism visiting scholar of some sort, was sitting in her office. He seemed important, at least, wearing a navy blazer with gold buttons. Older and established, that sort of thing.

Well see here, the Bea told the scholar…this drone does mighty fine work retrieving my mail and helping sort dirty, outdated newspapers. She also helped me look some things up on the internet. Glad I could help, Bea. So glad.

Oh, I’m also getting a degree in my spare time here, and I might also like a job when I’m finished. No biggie.

I’m off to help scavenge some office supplies for this place. A few weeks ago, I swiped a box of pens from the office supply center downstairs. Those pens are long gone.

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