Ugh…I hate patrons
Working at a library one expects mispronounciations to come up amongst the patrons. Today I was called a libarian, but not by a child, but by an adult male. Now I normally wouldn’t make fun of someone for this (okay that is probably a lie) but he did two things that I absolutely hate, so he is fair game.
1) Yelling to me from your computer. I am a human being, please get your lazy ass up and walk to my desk if you have a question. This is a librarym so don’t yell across the room for me.
2) When he finally did get up and come to the desk (I ignored him when he yelled across the room) he interupted while I was helping another patron. Wait your turn pal, the computer isn’t going anywhere.
So he gets up to the desk and says his card isn’t working. Do you want to know why your card wasn’t working? Do you? It’s because you left off the last digit of your card #, dumbass that’s why. After getting him on the Internet, he then comes up to ask if he can use our phones (desk phone not pay phone) to call the unemployment agency. What the hell?
I’ve been at the library since noon and have been up since 7:30 am, running on about 5 hours of sleep…ugh, I hate patrons
Adventure time with Ben and Randy
Today at work Ben became Randy’s hero. The following is a true depiction of events.
Ben Reactivates Randy
Bordom makes the world go round…
I am typically a great employee, really I am, but right now…not so much. In my defense I’ve been left alone at the desk, it’s incredibly slow, they have taken away the tedious comma project (see previous post) and I cannot go off to do any away from desk tasks. Todays bout of slacking is particularly bad because to my left at the SBRC is the big boss of the library typing away on one of the computers (OMG! I think I just saw her on facebook) and I must say the typing skills are lacking. Her fingers are posed over the keyboards, but when finger comes to key its really slow, almost like pecking. Enough about my work ethic, lets talk about my not so interesting day.
I woke up at 8:30 and decided to sleep until 9. When I woke up at 9 I decided 9:30 sounded better. Unfortunately, directly after dismissing my alarm my phone started ringing; it was work. After having about a 1/2 second panic that I had overslept I answered (I didn’t work until 4 P.M. today). My boss was calling me to ask about the Sunday schedule (which was extremely imperative at the moment, but for some reason seemed worth waking me up for). Coming to the conclusion that fate wanted me to wake up I did and it was good. I read my book waiting for my roommate to finish up her shower so I could take my turn at de-stinkafying myself. After we were both squeaky clean and my discovering a vast amount of bug bites all over my body, which had not been there the night before, we went to the Farmers Market. The Farmers Market is my new favorite place. We went with twenty dollars and got a nice haul with change to spare. It is a most notable day for today is the first time our fridge has been full in the history of time. Amazing. Ate cucumber sandwiches for lunch, read some more, watched some Olympics, and made my bed (oh so interesting, I know).
Now I am at work and bored out of my skull and a little cold…why is the library so cold? I think they are trying to freeze us in time so they can use us as a museum in the future. I suppose the exhibit could be called “The last of the Intelligent people and those they serve” or something more interesting that I currently cannot fathom. Ugh… someone is playing their music too loud and I don’t want to yell at them…they almost never listen or they turn it down and then turn it back up two minutes later.
Alright I have no more to say, not that anything I’ve typed out has been severely entertaining.
Fecal Matters…
One of the great benefits of working at the library is that at the end of the day there is almost always an entertaining story. Today’s anecdote is based upon the fact that someone pulled what I’ve been calling a ‘Shit n’ run’. One of our dear patrons pooped his/her pants while in motion leaving a trail from the new Books to the doors. Why would someone do this? Well, I have a few theories…
Theory # 1
Our Patron was sent off into the library by their father (their new step mother hates children and requested he dispose of them) to get lost. This patron, lacking the more commonly used bread crumbs had to make do with what he/she had. Unfortunately during their stay they were captured by a witch, who lured them with a house made of sweets, and then fattened them up in order to devour them. Since we have not seen the patron I am prone to believe that the witch made a meal of our poor little pooper.
Theory #2
After racking up thousands of dollars in library fines the Patron became enraged and wished to exact revenge upon us. Since librarians (and also other library workers) inherently know everything, Patron was unable to out wit us and reverted to being just plain disgusting.
Theory #3
Someone had an uncontrollable urge to loosen their bowels and what better place than the library atrium?
Personally I believe in theory number one and feel that being eaten by a witch is a good punishment for pooping on the floor.
