I am the scary librarian
If there's one thing I may be, possibly irrationally, selfish with, it's my books.
And now, because of mum spoiling her and being too chummy with her, the help is way too comfortable with us and has grown bold enough to borrow books from me. The first time she asked, I was okay with loaning her that specific book she wanted, but still really not crazy about, simply, loaning her any of my books. Like I said, I'm selfish. I'm simply too paranoid of how a person will be handling them. Folds? Creases? Scratches on the cover? Abusing the spine by folding the front part over the back? Grievous sins against me, my books, and will make me a homicidal bitch.
Now she wants to borrow more. ARGH. I said I don't have any more of the kind she wants, and they're ebooks ("in the computer").
I know! Lame! I do have few more of those books in tangible book form, but I'm not willing to loan her those. >__<"
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