Unagi, 6 Points
Unobtainium? Pah. More like McGuffinium
The library is not the place it used to be. It has transcended into a place fueled by politics and mind games. A sixteen year old boy (Who is by no means me) should be able to walk into his local library and check out the next two Gossip Girl books without being hassled by others (Whose names I shall with-hold)
There I was, casually wandering towards the Young Adult section, checking out all the Gossip Girls they had, when next to me sidles 11 Year Old Skank, who also begins to look at them. To avoid embarrassment, I quickly pull out a random book so she doesn’t think I like Gossip Girl. (Which I don’t. Ahem) When I glance back at her, she is shaking with barely suppressed giggles. I realise with dismay that the random book was, in fact, Angus, Thongs and Full-Frontal Snogging. Then, to add insult to injury, she selects the books that I was going to choose and walks away.
I casually give her the finger, only to be spotted by Sexually Repressed 40 Year Old Singleton (Holding His Passion Afire), who gives me a major filthy. Attitude problem? Thankfully, when I go to check out my books, Seen It All Before Epic Librarian does not comment on my choice of books, and also hides the Gossip Girl I did manage to get between my two other books. A true Irish hero.
RIP dobbys-sock.tumblr.com. I’d best be off. I must read Gossip Girl watch lesbians kissing like a REAL man. Good day
Conor
