I am so freakin' smart.

Sometimes it can be so satisfying to have an exchange like this:

Patron:  I'm looking for a book...  It's called The Children of Something Something Street.  It's by a classical pianist, about the holocaust.

Me:  (Type type type).  Is it The Children of Willesden Lane: Beyond the Kindertransport: A Memoir of Music, Love, and Survival? 

Patron:  Yes!  Thank you!