I am the “cool librarian.” Never mind that I’m not a librarian. I’m cool. This, according to a 14 year old girl who seeks me out every time she comes to the library. She introduced me to her father tonight as the “cool librarian.” She comes by to talk about new wave and punk bands I loved when I was in high school-- The Smiths (Oh, Morrissey!), Violent Femmes, Velvet Underground, The Ramones-- and asks for recommendations for vampire and werewolf books.
What I really want to know is, does my coolness stand alone or am I only cool in relation to other librarian-types? Hmmm… Maybe I’d better not ask.
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