Tomorrow is my last day working at the library, and as my time draws to a close, I have been pondering some of the things I won't miss:
10.) Answering the same questions ten or twenty times a day. (Where's the restroom? How can I use a computer here? Where's the copy machine? How much does it cost to print?)
9.) The loud cell phone users who talk away, completely insensitive to everyone around them.
8.) The children who are screaming, shrieking, and wailing at an ear-splitting level while their parents calmly ignore them and browse.
7.) Computers that always freeze up, crash, or time out just as we have a huge crowd of people, several of whom have absolutely crucial things they need to do online like apply for a job, mapquest the hospital where their child is scheduled to get chemo treatments, or update their myspace.
6.) The mentally ill people who come in from nearby half-way houses who are not stable on their anti-psychotic meds and freak out.
5.) The homeless people who come in and sleep in the chairs I ordered for the teen area of the library, frighteneing everyone else away.
4.) The guy they caught, um, giving a solo test to one of the sex manuals in the back of the library, who was not thrown out and still comes in all the time.
3.) The perfectly sane people who cry because something doesn't go their way, blame us, and then stomp out saying how unhelpful everyone has been and they will never be back. (Only to come back next Tuesday to check their myspace and complain about how the library is too chaotic for them).
2.) The perfectly sane people who shout at us because something doesn't go their way, write out nasty comment cards, call the boss, call the board of directors, and then stomp out saying that their taxes pay our salary. (Only to come back next Tuesday, rinse, and repeat).
1.) Poop. Someone left a few piles in several different places in the library today. Yes. This really happened.
Like I said, something to ponder.
23 August, 2006
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2 comments:
wow, I thought I'd heard the worst when you told us about the guy masturbating. But someone defecated on the floor?!? That's way beyond what a librarian should have to deal with. Thank heavens you won't have to any more!
love, Mom H
.... eeeeeeewww! Wow hon, El Cajon sure is different than Solana Beach... in so many ways.
You were born for an academic library anyway... you'll get there!
-T
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