My oldest son just called me from his high school (he's a junior). This is how he started the conversation, in a whisper:
"Mom, I need your help."
My stomach kind of clenched because he sounded so serious. "Ok, what do you need?"
"It's kind of stupid and you might get mad."
At this point, I am concerned because this is pretty out of character to be calling during the school day.
"Carter, what do you need?"
Then he drops this bombshell:
"I'm in the library and I there are no librarians around and I need help finding a book."
I about peed myself laughing. He was looking for The Great Gatsby and since he is a proud non-reader, much to my chagrin, had no idea what he was doing. I guided him to the fiction section and to Fitzgerald where the book was waiting for him.
Glad I could help, that's what librarians do!