Pam sat at her circulation desk going over her email on the staff computer. Someone wanted her to babysit. Another person wanted her to "like" something online. Several companies were looking for her to join their ranks as a member of an elite credit order.
"This one wants me to join up and I get bonus miles," she said.
Carl, her fellow library assistant, grunted. He had before him a brick-building display project for the children's department, the shape of which was very brickish.
"Miles of what?" Pam asked.
"Probably flights," Carl said. He stuck one brick on another brick and the bricks became more than what they were before.
"I can't afford any flights," Pam said.
"Can you afford the debt?"
"I gotta buy Christmas presents."
Carl picked up another brick, this one red and longer than the other two. "Tell everyone you got them your own piece of mind."
"Or I could bake things," Pam said.
"Everyone did ignore your chocolate chip cookies enthusiastically."
"Oh! This one says no interest until next year! Do you think they mean 2018 or 2019? Cause if they're not interested, I am."