In Which Peitricia Mae Out-Geeks a Librarian

Dramatis Personae:
- Peitricia Mae - studious-looking young woman, not terribly stylish (although rocking her Pic'n'Pay sandals), somewhat flushed because it's a bazillion degrees outside
- Librarian - male, older, 40s-ish, possessor of a figure suggesting lots of lovely evenings relaxing with books and snacks

Scene:
- Information desk, central library, first floor

PM: [approaches timidly with a book in hand]

Lib: [looks up guardedly] Yes?

PM: Hi. Um, I know that this is really anal...

Lib: [narrows eyes]

PM: ...but, um, I was over in the M section and I noticed that this was filed there. [puts book down on the desk] It's Jack Maggs, which is why it was in the M section I guess.

Lib: [stone-faced]

PM: But it's by Peter Carey. Jack Maggs is the title, so it was shelved incorrectly.

Lib: [thinks seriously?!]

PM: [protests feebly] If someone was looking for it, they would never find it.

Lib: [...] Okay.

PM: [leaves quickly, grateful that she is able to somehow stop herself from trying to redeem the situation by pointing out that Peter Carey is a really well-known writer and that it's perfectly likely that someone might be looking for this book and that she's really only three degrees of separation from him because she totally transcribed an interview with him once although she was only able to do half of it because she went into labour with her first child five weeks early...]

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