Greetings readers! It's your friendly neighborhood prison librarian here with an interaction from yesterday's deliveries that just made me go "hmmmm."
Me: "I'm going to need you to turn that book in as well because it's overdue and on hold for someone else."
Patron: "No! That's not what the lady said last week!"
Me: "Mmm, I'm the only librarian and I don't remember saying that last week."
Patron: "Yes, you did!"
Me: "No, I didn't. Now may I please have the book?"
Patron: "Yeah, you were here last week and you had brown hair and were here with a man! You said I could keep it!"
(Note: there are no men that work in my library since Minion #1 switched facilities and I did have brown hair one time--about 4 years ago....)
It's amazing how time passes, or doesn't, in prison.
Until next time!