When I go to the library, sometimes I pretend I am a criminal. I look around very carefully to make sure no one is watching, and then I grab a book and shove it in my library bag all sneaky-like. Just for the thrill. And then I check them out. It’s quite the rush.
Know what else is fun to pretend? That all of my books are overdue, and I’m all “Honey badger don’t pay fines.” The endorphins leave me a little shaky here. Play this game in moderation.
Know what’s not cool? Actual overdue books. Dude, some high school student may be waiting for that copy of To Kill A Mockingbird for school. Not funny. Not funny at all.