The Iron Mother and her spawn.

Every couple of months the Iron Mother and her spawn Mama's Boy come into the library and bless us with their intrusive and annoying presence. After every visit it reinforces my belief that's it's okay for some mothers to eat their young. In this instance it would be beneficial to mankind.

Every time they visit I know they enjoy pissing the staff off. Today the Iron Mother came in asking for "that vampire book". She looked at me like I was nuts when I asked her for more information. Then she wanted "that vampire book on CD" After I ascertained that yes it was Twilight by Meyer. She then wants to know how long it is and does she have to read the series in order. It's not just the stupid questions it's just the whole attitude of entitlement that seeps from her very pores that pisses me off. Let's not forget Mama's Boy. He always puts on this superior attitude and tries to be ultra suave and debonair. Which just does not suit him in the least. I bet that guy has never been...well you know...laid.

Eyebrow Girl

We have a new regular patron in our little library. In order to achieve "Regular" status. A patron must visit the library more than three times a week for more than 2 hours a day. Our new regular comes in every freakin' day. Some call her Eyebrow girl, some call her Brittneyspearsho, and some call her a waste of humanity. When Eyebrow Girl walks in she is the recipient of many stares. Not the lustful glances that I know she believes she's getting, but the OMG looks of disbelief and yes, revulsion. If it's not the eyebrow liner geometrically applied to her forehead that looks like it could have been applied with a wide tipped sharpie and not Revlon or Cover Girl. It would be the clothing or, rather lack of clothing adorning her burgeoning body. I mean come on put some clothes on girl, nobody and I mean nobody wants to see...all that blindingly white flesh. I swear if I saw her on a sunny day I'd suffer from severe snow blindness.