Someone wanders around the reading room wearing a rather oppressive melon perfume.
They are moving the card catalogue somewhere. Well, in fact, they are moving it to the internetz, but also physically. I just saw two guys transporting the chest of drawers on some sort of industrial wheelbarrow. They looked very concentrated and serious, after all, moving a catalog is a serious business.
I puzzled the photocopy lady by getting the form right but not actually speaking Swedish. After having adapted to the environment, I don't find this discrepancy unnerving but rather funny.
Some books come with cushions. Cushions to make the books comfy, not the readers.