One fine Sunday morning, I suddenly remember that I have an assignment to finish within two days, and that required me to get a book from the library.

At the library, I find a shelf with the kind of books I need, but it's way too high up. Then, I notice a relatively tall guy sitting comfortably against another shelf. I kept looking at him, in hopes that he might look back and help me. As soon as he saw me, he seemed to understand what I needed, as he laughed softly and shook his head.

"There's a ladder right there. You can get the book yourself pretty easily." He said, as he diverted his attention back to his book.