Bored, I went to the Chicago Public Library website and did a search of their catalog for my favorite singer, Dolly Parton. Much to my surprise, they had a number of her albums, including several that have never been made available on CD (I'll admit, usually for good reason).
I was delighted to see the CPL had a copy of "The Great Pretender" in its collection: a mid-80s album Dolly did covering songs she liked. One of my favorite songs is Petula Clark's classic "Downtown," and Dolly does it. So I ordered the LP. I can copy it to CD and enjoy Dolly doing "Downtown" whenever I like.
I went to my local branch and checked out some books, and the librarian (unlike most CPL librarians, he was young, attractive and male) told me I had something to pick up. He got it. It was the Dolly album.
I asked if I could come back and get it, as I was riding a bike and the bag I had was not big enough to hold a record album.
"Oh!" He exclaimed. "Do you know what I would do?"
Um, no. What?
"This!" Whereupon he placed the album carefully atop his head, spread his arms out, and took a stroll behind the desk.
Oh. Okay.
1 comment:
Oh, so he was not only young, attractive and male, but graceful/talented and funny in a wacky kind of way! Now, what branch of the CPL do you haunt, dear?
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