This morning at work, I handed in a form requesting permission for the Cleveland Friends of the NRA to hold a meeting here. None of the members would be allowed to carry in the library - obviously - but it's a nice big room and it's free. The date is open and all we need now is for the library director to give her consent and sign the form.
So I'm sitting here expecting the library director to come to my desk and interrogate me. She is, as I noted in an earlier post (excuse the language), very anti-gun.
UPDATE: the woman who schedules meeting room appointments chose not to ask the director to sign off on the request, so as to avoid any hubbub. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't disappointed.