dead of laughter, please hold

Working at the library has lots of perks...

Last night I was doing cleanup for my shelving shift, going through the biography section. A mother and three kids (from six to maybe twelve, I think) were looking, seemingly trying to find something interesting before they had to go home. The mom kept trying to engage the kids, pointing out ones she thought might be interesting in attention-grabbing ways. I was thinking about telling them there were a lot more not yet filed under names, but under dewey numbers, lots of musicians, actors, sports stars, etc. but I wasn't sure they'd appreciate me interrupting.

Except I heard one of the daughters, so either ten or twelve-ish, say, "Hey, mom, who's Anias Nin?"

I about died. I tried to cover up my stifled laughter with coughing, but I decided to start my clean-up at the other end of the nonfiction...

I don't think she wanted her kids quite that engaged ...