After paying $30 is fines and having a new card issued, I was ready to start using my library system.
“$30 in fines?!?! How does one even do that?!” Oh, I can hear you asking.
For starters, I took out books for Dad that were lost or whatever ($18 right there).
Everything else was returned LATE, despite having the library on the corner of my street. A street that was a dead-end, making it impossible not to have to pass the library.
Keytag library card in hand, I walk to the fiction section only to find that the copy of the book I want is out.
Sure, I understand that I could have simply purchased the book OR I could have checked to see if the book was in stock.
I could have purchased said book for less than $5 from half.com or for like $15 at Borders.
As the world punished me for my 7-year-old fines (no, really), I was harassed by a bum whose idea of begging was to stay in the same place and holler at me.
“HEY! HEY! HEY YOU! PRETTY LADY! SWEETHEART! HEY HEY! Bitch.”
Dude, seriously, if you want my money, there best be an exchange of goods or services. At least dance for me or something…