"I'm calling from Rockfall and I have a stupid question"

"I'm calling from Rockfall, Connecticut and I have a stupid question"

That's how my phone conversation started this afternoon at work. It was a normal day, actually it was really slow, when the phone rang. So I answered the phone normally, what I did not expect was a person from Connecticut trying to find a birth certificate and a marriage license, and a new acquaintanceship.

I had to tell the patron that the Warren library is a much better library that would have the information that she was looking for, within the first five minutes, but that didn't stop her. She continued to talk to me and ask me questions about the town for another thirty minutes. This patron was so sweet, and guessed how young I was. She never got the age, but she guessed that I was a teen. She talked a little about her life, and one thing she said to me stuck out.

"You're probably going to ask why I don't write a book about my life, well if I did all of these lovely people I'm talking about would sue my ass, so I'm taking it to my grave"

I laughed several times in the conversation, a genuine laugh. By the end of the phone call I told her that she made my day, her response "Well then you must have had a very boring day hun" I laughed and told her that my day was pretty exciting, but she made it so much better.

I never knew that a phone conversation that starts with "I have a stupid question" and "There's no such thing as a stupid question" could end up talking about seven kids, five cats, and a husband. This one phone call, 24 minutes, brightened my day so much.