The Marker of Books

You may not be aware that there is a mysterious woman who roams the cars of The One train, making it her mission to assure that no book that enters ever leaves un-bookmarked. My first and only encounter with this woman, whose face I cannot even recall, took place a few weeks ago when I was sitting and reading a textbook on my way downtown.

This notorious character stealthily crept up to me, laid the bookmark in the crease of my book, said, "Here, have this for your book," and slid out the car door faster than I could say "Thank you."

How do you know if you have had an encounter with the Marker of Books, and not just any old bookmarker? Well, the bookmarks left by the Marker of Books are not just any bookmarks. They tend to be decorated with ribbons (in my case, a purple one) and are printed with a year-long calendar (pretty impressive for a small bookmark). Though the woman's race is unidentified, she evidently gets her bookmarks from the Italian American Causus (stamped on the back of mine), which in turn buys them orientaltrading.com (printed on the back). She is also known to contribute to world happiness by recommending babysitters through her bookmarking. If on your bookmark is hand-written the name and number of an expert babysitter, that means you were lucky enough to be visited by the Marker of Books.

Thanks to her, if I ever need a babysitter, I will most certainly call Lebiram.