I live in a very liberal community populated by a lot of aging hippies, so you get a few wackos in the library every once and a while. This particular fellow was wearing sandals and cargo shorts, and reeked of marijuana. Lovely.
It's really easy to get distracted while shelving books that interest you. You have to remember to come back later and check them out. Or just hide them away in the back room so no one else can get at them. This job is how I first got into GOT.
A fellow teenager who was working in shelving for the summer was unsatisfied with the service she received at the DMV one day. I had to remind her that the public sector includes public libraries.
This one just kinda depresses me.
Obligatory Fifty Shades of Grey story. No comment.
This one is by far the weirdest. I've seen these two in the parking lot since then, and they both arrive and leave in separate cars. She's talked about her husband and he's talked about his wife, and they've discussed leaving them (no discussion of murder... yet). They just come in every Saturday. Why the library? Who knows. Oh, what a tangled web we weave.
My favorite part of my job is getting little kids to read Harry Potter, A Series of Unfortunate Events, etc. I love seeing them come back to check out the next book in the series. When they get older, I'll introduce them to Game of Thrones.