The Magical Kingdom Of Death

| Working | January 25, 2016

(I have just begun training to fill a part time position at the local library, and I’m filling in for someone in the back room. As I’m checking in returned books, the following conversation takes place.)

Librarian #1: “Hey, where’s [Librarian #2]?”

Librarian #3: “She left early, remember? Said she didn’t want to get to Florida at 3:00 in the morning.”

Librarian #1: “Oh, yeah. Hey, isn’t she going to Disney?”

Librarian #3: “Yep. She told me she found a hotel for only 35$ a night.”

Librarian #1: “WHAT?!”

Librarian #4: “WHAT?!”

Random Coworker: *pops head into room* “WHAT?!”

Librarian #1: “Doesn’t she realize how creepy and fishy that is? Nobody rents rooms for that cheap!”

Librarian #4: “This is how murder mysteries start!”

Librarian #3: “I know! I told her that. She said she wasn’t passing it up because it was her last day of Spring Break. I said, ‘No, it’s your last day alive!’ But she went anyway.”

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