The librarian at the counter kept clucking her tongue and asking "How could something like this happen."
Oh it was easy. It tried to explain but whenever I started the librarian lady would "cluck" again and look upward as though God Almighty might shed some light on the situation. She had my drivers license, library card, and my overdue DVD between us on the counter. The line in back of us was doubling and then quadrupling at a geometric rate. "Bloomfield Hills " she said without expression fingering the license.. I nodded and said I was one of the people who came over on the boat. I thought a little levity might help. I was wrong. "Is Ruth here today, "she asked an adjacent librarian who processing cards, scanning numbers of books as fast she could.. No Ruth was not there that day. "I just don't understand how something like this could happen," my librarian said again.
It was really very simple. Just as we were about to leave on vacation, a DVD I had borrowed from the Troy Library that I had forgotten about turned up. It was already four days overdue. I could tell the wife we had to make a mad dash to the Troy Library before going to the Airport but I am not suicidal, and besides I knew what would happen. She would call her brother who lives in Troy and tell him he had to pick up the DVD and return it to the Troy Library immediately. It had already been four days overdue and soon it would be five and they charged a dollar a day. Then I would never hear the end of it. There had to be other options and I considered them.The movie had escaped me at the Detroit Institute of Arts, stayed only a day or so at the Maple, and would never ever turn up at Block Buster. To see it in the theatre would be seven dollars at the very least. If I bought the movie(assuming that I could find it) that would be $20.00.
What I had not calculated on was librarian who would have my best interests at heart.."You should