Well, fast forward to this year's Ride the Rockies which went through a town known for its prisons. Naturally, being a prison librarian I made HB and my other friend go with me to the Prison Museum where they had an exhibit dedicated to escaped convicts. Upon looking at the Wall o' Shame, I noticed one face that looked very familiar. "Hey! I know this one! She was one of my clerks!" I said, to the amusement and amazement of my travel companions.
In this small world of ours, wouldn't you know that the day I got back, I hear from one of my minions that they tried to hire a new clerk who got picked up for a different job instead. When I asked what was her name, IT WAS THE SAME CLERK, trying to get her old job back.
Some call it recidivism. I call it just being too darn awesome at my job that they can't stay away.