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Why am I the only one having utterly embarrassing moments throughout my day, every day?

I think it was one of the gals here who told me about Diamant’s The Red Tent. Today I stop by the library to check it out. The card catalog states that it is located in “Adult Paperback.” Right. I’m thinking, “Adult paperback? Is that like in a seedy room in the back?”

Nevertheless I am undaunted and go in search of the Adult paperback section. I happen upon the spinning carousel of “adult” paperbacks in the Harlequin Romance vein and think, “No… can’t be.” It wasn’t.

I have now traveled around our library three times thinking “I can not ask where this is. I’ll grab the large print version first,” but I can’t bring myself to deprive those with poor eyesight of a book solely because I would rather not ask about adult paperbacks.

Then I figure that maybe it’s not the kind of “adult” I was thinking even though I’m already aware this is a controversial book on our forums. It must just be to distinguish it from Hank the Cowdog paperbacks for kids.

I summon my courage and walk up to the only library worker in sight… fifteen-ish year old boy. “Excuse me, I’m looking for The Red Tent. It says it’s in ‘Adult paperback,’ but I just don’t know where that is.”

He leads me back to the very back of the library (I’m thinking there is something risqué here) and hands me the book. I smile, thank him and I am out of there.

As I walk to my car, I notice that my white button down blouse is unbuttoned at the top where it most certainly should be buttoned. Good grief. Certainly not gaping open, but mortifying nonetheless.

I am not certain that I have what it takes to make it in a small town, but I do know that moving could not come at a better time.

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