Last night I dreamt I was on the reference desk, when a strange man with a mustache came up and needed help researching an obscure Russian scientist. He was carrying a stack of ripped up pages from a Superman comic book and when I asked him how to spell the Russian last name he started ranting about people who lie to him.
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Were they luxurious mustaches, and have you read or seen any Agatha Christie mysteries featuring Poirot lately?
You need to dream up episodes like that? Sounds too much like real life and real patrons to me . . .
No, it wasn’t a Poirot mustache. More like a village people mustache. And it could very well be an episode from real life
I think the classes starting up again this week are having a disturbing impact on my subconsious…
Great site and great information.
taylor