Miss Information thinks people should get a clue
This week one of the elevators at the library was malfunctioning. No one told Miss Information directly but she saw that it was festooned with yellow caution tape and used her awesome powers of logic to determine that there was something wrong with it.Not everyone is so blessed. As she sat at the information desk, she was inundated with questions. Well, one question--can I use that elevator?
Hm. Let's see. In order to use that elevator you would either have to unwrap the caution tape or crawl around it like Catherine Zeta-Jones avoiding lasers in that jewel theft movie, so no, you can't use it.
Tired of this nonsense, Miss Information took Friday off to go to a concert and mingle with hipsters. Unfortunately she was in the alcohol free section because she made up a great drinking game. Hipster beard? Drink. Hipster glasses? Drink. Hipster hat? Drink. All three? Chug, chug, chug! She'd have been unconscious in no time but then she would have missed conversations like this:
Woman 1: (asking about her friend's new, large and tragically ugly Day of the Dead skull tattoo) How long did that take?
Woman 2: Well she started at 3 and I didn't get out of the chair until 7 so, like, 5 hours!
No one in the group corrected her math. Miss Information was tempted but decided against when she realized that she will never escape the stupid people.
