Miss Information and the disturbed young man
Today a young man approached the desk."I forgot my library card," he said. "All I have with me is this," and he proudly displayed the tip of his index finger.
Ummmm...ok. Too bad the damn fingerprint scanner is on the fritz again.
Happily, Miss Information was able to locate the gentleman's card. It was clearly visible hanging on a string around his neck.
Phew. Another crisis averted.
What Miss Information Thought about in Corpse Pose
She had had a pretty good class up to this point. Her forehead and left knee were getting to know each other on a deeply personal basis, although her right knee was still being unnecessarily snobbish. (It's always had an attitude problem.)
She was feeling good until Yoga Boy suggested the class visualize sinking deeply into the floor. The only thing Miss Information could imagine sinking into was quicksand. So she thought about how quicksand would really mess up her hair. Then she wondered whether quicksand is more common in the northern or southern hemisphere, so she could accurately assess whether it was infested with alligators or crocodiles. It totally annoyed her that she didn't know the answer so she gave up visualizing and just thought about food.
Miss Information really sucks at C0rpse Pose.
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