I’ve just spent another fabulous three hours doing volunteer work at the public library. Constantly reshelving books and videocassettes and DVDs (as well as contending with rude Americans who constantly shove books back onto the incorrect shelves) is tiresome.

I thought I saw a new volunteer today… a boy about my age, if not younger. Anyway, he seemed to be completely clueless; he was making all sorts of trips across the library and neglecting his already-full cart. And he didn’t seem capable of alphabetizing.

Well, I guess that means that I’m not as dumb as I feared.