A spin on a museum visit

I asked the museum guard if they had it on display.

“Not really, we have it in an area that’s not open,” she said, immediately knowing what I was referring to by name (it is at least a little obscure — but I didn’t have to give her a description at all, just a name).

“Uh, I was wondering if it was possible for us to see it?”

She thought for a moment. “Not officially. But . . . how many of you are there?”

“Just my family. Four of us, and a toddler.”

“Okay. Follow me. But this is unofficial, really don’t tell anyone I let you see it, okay?”

“Okay.”

Whereupon she ushered us into the elevator to the special floor, where they did indeed have it, all polished up and gleaming and hanging from wires so you could see it from all angles. Very cool.

On the way down, she mentioned that I’d been wearing the Right Shirt.

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