Commuting Adult-ery

| Right | October 14, 2016

(I am working my usual duties at the reference desk one afternoon. Our department oversees the public computers. A boy of about eleven walks up.)

Boy: “I want to get on the computer.”

Me: “That’s fine. Do you have your library card with you?”

Boy: “I don’t have one.”

Me: “You need one to use the computer. Is your mom here with you? Or your dad?”

Boy: “No.”

Me: “Oh, well, unfortunately your mom or dad has to be here to sign for you to get a card. I’m afraid you won’t be able to use the computer until one of your parents comes in with you.”

(The boy gives me a disgusted look and walks away. I go back to what I was doing and look up a few minutes later to see him standing in front of me with a young woman of about twenty.)

Boy: “Now you can give me a card!”

Me: *to the girl* “You can’t possibly be his mom!”

Boy: *shouting* “You told me ANY ADULT!”

1 Thumbs