Then a new student comes up to the desk and asks me an intelligent and interesting question, one that I've never thought of in the five years I've worked here, and I am, one again, reminded why I'm really here. Sometimes, my job rocks.
(The student who confesses to having a two-month overdue book and pays her fine with nary a whimper helps, too.)
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