I. Am. The. Worst. Librarian. In. The. History. Of. The. Universe.
Ok. That may be a slight exaggeration, but if you want to know who holds the world record for the most lost library books, look my way.
My daughter is three, which means… I will never find it again…
Oh, well. I think this is the first book I’ve lost this year. Last year, I lost and paid for at least three books.
Generally, losing library books isn’t such a bad thing. For me, they were all children’s books, so none of them were over $20. The library literally saves me hundreds of dollars per year. I shouldn’t be complaining about having to pay for the occasional lost book.
The only problem is that: I AM A LIBRARIAN. I am supposed to teach people to be responsible readers and treat other’s property with respect. I am a failure.
Except… I am an adult, so failure is not an option. Instead of whining about the fact that I have let my book-snatching little princess out of my sight with a library book, I will turn this into a lesson on responsibility.
First, I must pay for my mistake. With money. And then my daughter will pay for her mistake. With chores.
Unless, of course, we find the book. Then, we both get off scot-free, and my lesson on responsibility will be out the window.