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I talked to my boss - Ms K - about it later,
showing her my page of notes.
"Oh no, that was [the Expert]. How long did he blab on for?" "The Expert? Um, twenty minutes maybe. Maybe a bit more? He did go on." Mrs K literally clicked her heel into the floor. "I must do something about him," she declared. Turns out he's a notorious recidivist hassler of Wellington public servants. He slowly-but-surely does the rounds of all the local council departments (works, libraries, refuse, parking, parks) ensnaring unsuspecting employees into long-winded one-way conversations about his 'theories'. Library staff have now been informed that there is a specific policy of 'get-a-name-and-if-it's-The-Expert-pass-him-on-to-Ms-K.' Oooh, there's one conversation I'd love to eavesdrop on... See www.bizgirl.blogspot.com for more
details.
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