Youngest wanted to read The Secrets of Droon series from start to finish; alas, the public library was out of the first books, so we did what any library-card-carrying American does and requested them. I got the notification they were in via email two days later.
Wanting to surprise him, I went to the library to check the books out for him while he was in school. Alas (again), I had neglected to bring his library card with me so I couldn't check them out with mine at the auto checkout. I had to take the books to the library desk to check them out.
"I'm sorry," the library drone said. "Only your son can check them out."
"I don't have his card," I explained. "Can I just check them out with mine?"
"No, ma'am," he said. "You have to have his card or him or the notification with you."
"Can I just show you my C-section scar to prove he's mine?"
"I'm sorry. There are privacy issues."
Tell me, powers-that-be [powers-who-be?], what "privacy" is an 8-year-old boy entitled to? Or is this a question to ask not of library powers but of the feds?
I'm sure I signed a piece of paper stating I understood that I was giving him permission to have his very own card and he could check out whatever he wanted and I had no say in the matter. I get that. But just let me check the freakin' books out myself, 'k?