It always amazes me how good these students are at identifying me as someone-who-knows-where-X-book-is. Even when I'm wearing jeans, walking across the library empty handed, not even wearing my librarianly glasses. Three times yesterday and once this morning, 'I'm lost, can you help, please?' I help them (of course I do know), and then later I look in the mirror and I think, whatever my appearance does say, I don't think it is screaming 'librarian!' Maybe the clump of gray hair on the right side of my scalp is betraying me.
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