So

I go to our county's public library the other day.

I went to check out some movies for me and Christian and Haile to watch after the boys have went to bed.

Christian canceled his satellite service for a while so he can sign up as a new customer in a bit and get a better deal. 

I haven't had TV for three out of the past four years.

Christian put up a pretty decent antenna that pulls some local channels, PBS etc.

But still, after a while?

Kinda wanna watch something different even if you've seen it 100 times already. 

So, the library beats driving across the river to a redbox location plus it's free.

Pretty decent selection as well.

Anyway, off to the library.

I thought, hey, I'll get a book for myself to read as well.

I don't even know why this title popped into my head but it did.

So I go in.

Keep in mind I've provided basic computer and some office classes to some of the current Library staff so they know me.

Me: "I'd like to see if you can get a book through the interlibrary loan program for me please."

Staff member: "Have you checked our website? We might have it here."

Me: "I really don't think you're gonna have it."

Staff member: "Well you never know, you might wanna try and see. What's the name of the book?"

Me: "Psychotic re..."

Staff member: "Yeah we're probably not gonna have it."

Me: "Wait till you here the whole title, 'Psychotic reactions and carburetor dung."

Staff member: "Let me see what I can find, we will let you know one way or another if we can get it or not."

Me: "Psychotic re..."

Staff member: "Yeah we're not gonna have it."

Priceless