This is what happens when the librarian is too much work...

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A couple of years ago I had to work in the same library. My duties included regular calls to debtors to remind them of the need to return the books. Such careless clients we had lots to do. At times, he could not cope, and to the rescue came the head.

One of these days we phoned high school students, which was too much. Somewhere in the 20-m the head of the man dialed the number, and the following conversation occurs:

— Good day! May I speak to Alex?

Hello, and Alex now not at home.

— Are you his mother?

— No, I'm a grandmother.

Tell your grandson that he immediately returned the books to the library.

There was a pause, after which a confused voice asked:

— Katyusha, is that you?

It turned out, the head got so worked up, I accidentally called my home and spoke with your mother...

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