I've mentioned before that my literary tastes...um...vary. Quite a bit at times.
Today I went to the library to pick up my holds.
I think I commited a crime this time. Frankly, I'm surprised these two books didn't self-destruct sitting next to each other.
I have no idea what the librarians think when I walk by. Because if they can put my face to my hold ID, I'm sure they talk about me and I just can't blame them.