Hermes' Neuticles: Perils of the reference desk

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

I just had to help a patron with mothball breath. Yes, mothballs.

I'm gonna go pass out now.

Megan said...: NICE! Tell me is wasn't a student......; 4/8/08, 5:53 PM
tiny robot said...: Nope, it was one of our esteemed faculty. She was unfortunately a 'close talker' too....; 4/9/08, 8:56 AM
Booklahver said...: Did she try to steal your soul with the breath?? Seems kind of like the two go together...; 4/9/08, 11:15 AM
Em said...: I would take mothball breath anyday to "fifth of Jack, two packs of cigarettes and haven't seen a toothbrush in a week" breath which seems to be every third patron at the public library!; 4/9/08, 4:13 PM
tiny robot said...: But Em, those odors are at least mouth-appropriate. Moth Balls? Why the fuck would anyone's breath smell like that? Blech!; 4/10/08, 8:46 AM
Em said...: Trying to get rid of butterflys in the stomach?; 4/10/08, 2:39 PM
tiny robot said...: Maybe to mask the odor of a pickled liver...???

Oh man, that was a disgusting thought! :-); 4/11/08, 10:41 AM