I’m famous

I’m doing my monthly Tuesday stint at the Youth Services desk at the Outer Rim (our library branch in the boonies) when a pre-teen walks up to the desk and stands there, just looking at me.

“Hi,” he says finally.

“Hi,” say I.

“Who are you?” he asks.

“I’m Erin,” I answer.

I’m just getting ready to launch into my “you’ve never seen me before because I only come out here once a month for four and a half hours, but no I’m not an idiot four-and-a-half-hour-a-week charity employee, I work full time at the main branch” speech, but at the mere mention of my name, the boy’s face lights up, he does a little excited jig like the one I did the time I spotted Bob Saget at LAX (not particularly a fan, he’s just the only star I’ve ever seen) and then he runs off to tell his friends.

Next month I’m going prepared with autographed photos.

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