Well, now I've been called Chicken Little to my face....well, not really. More like a sniper attack.

Older couple was looking at books, but I was so busy I didn't even see them until they were on their way out. The older man looks me in the eye as he passes and says, "There he is, Chicken Little."

And the wife says, "Yep, there he is, Chicken Little."

I'm too surprised to say anything, as they walk out the door.

Reminds me of the first Charlie Brown strip. Couple of kids sitting on the curb. The boy says, "Well! Here comes ol' Charlie Brown!"

As Charlie Brown gets closer, he says, "Good ol' Charlie Brown...yes, sir!"

As Charlie Brown passes by, he says, "Good ol' Charlie Brown."

He frowns. "How I hate him!"