The Matrix Library

(I am standing by and monitoring the self-checkout stations when the following occurs.)

Patron: “Excuse me, miss?”

Me: “Yes?”

(She holds up one of our books.)

Patron: “Where do you keep the real copies?”

Me: “Excuse me?”

Patron: “The real copies.”

Me: “Uh, I can assure you that all our books are real.”

Patron: “No, everything you have on the shelves is fake. I want to know where the real books are.”

Me: “I don’t know what to tell you, ma’am; all our books are indeed real.”

Patron: “No… no, they are not. Thank you, anyway.”

(She then put her book down and just calmly walked out of the building.)