While shelving books with a young colleague of mine, I had to stifle a loud laugh (frowned upon, very frowned upon in my work environment) when he mentioned that he never takes his work home with him! You see we work in a library and he doesn't borrow books. My mirth was also mixed with disbelief and a little head shaking on my part.
I love to read and I am on the opposite end of the borrowing spectrum to him. I borrow until I have teetering piles of fascinating, alluring books on all flat surfaces of my home.
Sometimes I even get to read some of them.
I did today. At work we call any book-reading: research. Sounds so productive.