Librarian Comparison Not End of the World

This is a personal essay in the Fort Wayne News Sentinel from a woman, who in college, was told “by beer chugging frat boys” that she looked like a “librarian-type,” which in her mind was someone who spent the evenings alone, crying to her cat. Once out of college, she vowed to shed her bookish image, via Cosmo, tanning booths and Long Island Iced Teas. But two years out, she has re-embraced Moby Dick (heh heh) and declares, “you can take the girl out of the library, but you can’t take the library out of the girl.”