Haines City Library

I took some of the books that my aunt sent down (thank you, Aunt Kutchy) and donated them to the Haines City library.  They were very appreciative.  And I also checked out several books for my mom.

Here's how the conversation went between me and the male librarian:

Him:  You know, we have a books-by-mail program that your mother may be interested in.
Me:  Oh, thanks, but we're already signed up.
Him:  Need some help with these books out to your car?  (Note: 6 books.)
Me:  Sure, then you could bring in the box of donated books.

Pause for walk out to car.

Him:  Well, come on back in the library and I'll give you the paperwork.
Me:  She's already signed up, what do I need paperwork for?
Him:  I'll give you a flyer.
Me (grudgingly):  OK.

Inside the library.

Him:  Here's a handout.  It lists the library hours and phone number.  Feel free to call at anytime and ask for me.

And I thought "oh, no, surely this guy isn't hitting on me."  In Haines City????  At the library???

Right dude.  As if.