Library Girl

I went to the library with Gunther today.

I don’t think I’ve been to a library since college and a public library since I was a kid. But Gunther says they have a huge collection of DVD’s and they’re all absolutely free.

First of all, I think libraries are a strange concept. I mean I get the theory that it’s a good thing to loan people books for free because it would be great if the country weren’t filled with illiterate morons. But to see it in practice seems a little weird. I kept thinking, “So you’re just going to give me all these DVD’s for free?” How does Netflix compete with them?

Anyway, that weirdness aside, the library is a tough place to talk to strangers because you’re pretty much not supposed to talk at all. I mean, there weren’t any old lady librarians shushing me, but I think the rule of not talking in a library is pretty universally respected.

But I did anyway. Obviously the “in” is the book itself. And I’ve been sensitive to the fact that I’ve been talking to mostly hot women lately, so I turned to some dude about my age who was reading “The 4-Hour Body” and said, “What’s that about?”

He explained the basic premise about how you can make all sorts of amazing changes to your life with little effort (not sure about that) and we started a kind of debate about people being lazy and self-help books in general.

Then, the weird thing happened. The conversation drew the attention of a hot girl. She chimed in to give her opinion (which was: anything that helps people is fine by her) and twenty minutes later, we were having coffee in the little cafe in the library. We exchanged info so maybe we’ll go out some time.

So it turns out that libraries are pretty cool.

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  1. You’re totally on a roll, Fletcher. Do you think it’s because you’re secretly not interested in dating anyone but Elevator Girl and therefore the Ladies are sensing innately and are attracted to you without even knowing why?

    The 4-Hour Body is a joke; written by the same dude who wrote the 20-minute work week (or whatever ridiculosity he called it). Basically, if you’re the author and are blessed with great genetics and an above average brain and more than your share of drive, you can do whatever you want (like a Kardashian minus the brains). And people are reading this shite.

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