" Margaritas, Library A sweaty patron walked up to the desk on a very hot day. PATRON: Where is the margarita machine? ME: [chuckles] That’s funny; it is hot out there. PATRON: [Stares at me with a straight face.] ME: Oh, did you think we had margaritas? Did someone say we had margaritas?! PATRON: [Keeps staring.] ME: I’m sorry. We don’t serve margaritas at the library. PATRON: [Turns around and walks away.] "
― Gina Sheridan , I Work at a Public Library: A Collection of Crazy Stories from the Stacks