Man, what a day! I swear, being a librarian in Ayr is like riding a rollercoaster with no seatbelt. So, I wake up, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First off, I’m walking down Sandgate, and I see this cute little café. You know, the one with the best scones? I’m thinking, “I’ll grab a cuppa before work.” But nooo, the line is out the door! Like, seriously? It’s just a scone, not a gold bar! I’m standing there, tapping my foot, getting angrier by the second. I mean, I love my tea, but I don’t have all day, right?
Finally, I get my scone. It’s warm and buttery, and I’m feeling a bit better. But then, I spill half of it on my shirt. Great. Just great. Now I look like I’ve been attacked by a pastry. I’m trying to wipe it off, but it’s like the scone is mocking me. “Ha! You thought today would be easy?”
So, I rush to the library on High Street, right? I’m late, of course. My boss, Mrs. McGregor, is already giving me the “you’re in trouble” look. She’s a tough cookie, that one. I swear, she could scare a lion. Anyway, I’m like, “Sorry, traffic!” even though I walked. Classic librarian excuse, huh?
The library’s packed today. Kids everywhere, running around like they’re on a sugar high. I love ‘em, but man, they can be a handful. One kid, Jamie, decides to climb the shelves. I’m like, “Dude, this ain’t a jungle gym!” But he just laughs and keeps climbing. I’m half-expecting him to start swinging from the ceiling lights.
Then, outta nowhere, this old lady comes in. She’s got this massive stack of books. I mean, it’s like she’s trying to build a fort or something. She’s all, “I need these for my book club.” I’m thinking, “Lady, you could start a library with that!” But I help her anyway. I’m a sucker for a good book club story.
After that, I get a call from my mate, Dave. He’s at the beach, and I’m stuck in the library. He’s like, “C’mon, it’s a beautiful day!” I’m like, “Yeah, but I’m surrounded by books and chaos!” He just laughs and says, “You chose this life!” Ugh, he’s not wrong.
So, the day drags on. I’m shelving books, helping patrons, and trying not to lose my mind. Then, I hear this loud crash. I rush over, and it’s Jamie again! He knocked over a whole shelf of books. I’m standing there, mouth agape, thinking, “This kid is gonna be the death of me.”
But then, something amazing happens. The whole library starts laughing. Even Mrs. McGregor cracks a smile. It’s like this wave of joy just sweeps through the place. I can’t help but laugh too. It’s ridiculous, but it’s also kinda beautiful.
Finally, the day winds down. I’m exhausted but happy. I step outside, and the sunset over the Ayr seafront is stunning. The sky’s all pink and orange, and I’m just standing there, soaking it in. I think about how crazy today was. The scone, the kids, the old lady, and the laughter.
Ayr, you’ve got a way of surprising me. I love this town, even on the wildest days. I head home, ready to crash, but I can’t help but smile. Tomorrow’s another day, and who knows what’ll happen next?