My Job
My job is a mix of security, maintenance, and customer service. One day while I was checking printers around the building, I pulled aside by a patron. They are a conspiracy theorist that is super kind, but true to their beliefs. One of which is that the world is flat.
The reason they pulled me aside to show me a globe nearby and told me, "one day that globe is just going to a pretty trinket (can't remember their exact words.) They'll be putting up proper examples of the world in the future."
The person wasn't rude or anything about this, they just believed that I should know as I always calmly listen to them when they talk to me.
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