I worked yesterday and it being grey and spitty , we were busier than usual for a Saturday. I helped a young boy who delighted me by saying that yes, he did know how to find books back in the stacks. Non-fiction, even! I wanted to hug him. So many adults don't even have the slightest about ol' Mr. Dewey.
I was finally able to bust Jesse, the homeless pervert, before he was able to start touching himself. I got in his face and told him to leave before I called the police...and he left. In a hurry. I didn't even have to get out the 3-hole punch. Yay me!
At the end of the day, a woman asked for a book that she couldn't remember the full title for. She said it was "About this big, bright green and was called Something, Something, Something, Snogging" Um...okay. I worked my librarian magic and found a book in the catalog that might be what she was looking for. I said,"Is it Anus, Thongs, and Full-Frontal Snogging?" Then I looked up from my computer...and saw the expression on her face.
I said "anus". In public. To a patron. Oh crap. I hardly ever say that word in private, let alone at work...OUT LOUD...to a patron! The title really is Angus, Thongs, and Full-Frontal Snogging. What a time for a freudian slip! I blushed crimson, apologized profusely and was useless for the next few minutes, due to sporadic fits of the giggles. It's a good thing it was near 5 o'clock.
Day at the library done, I let out a shout: Hallelujah, let there be stout!
(not really. I went for a rhyme)
WBC's Pumpkin Seed Stout is divine. Completely opaque and rich tasting, it's brewed with roasted pumpkin, toasted pumpkin seeds and just the tiniest hint of pumpkin pie spices. It has a nice clean aftertaste despite all that and is very drinkable (obviously. I had 3). I enjoy pumpkin ales that come out at this time of year, but honestly they don't compare to this pumpkin stout. The pumpkin ales are a nice novelty but I can drink only a single pint at a time. Two, and I get tired of the taste. But this stout! Pumpkin was made for this. It may be the best thing I've ever had from WBC...and that's saying a lot, because I'm a fan of WBC and stouts in general. I'm hoping they bring it back next year.
Also, as I was imbibing last night, I noticed women ordering wine. At a brewery. Aside from gluten-sensitive types, I don't get it. And men who order Miller Lite (at a brewery)? GO HOME, you're taking up space at my bar, you sissy.