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Jul. 11th, 2006 05:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
luciabIt was a raucous day at work today. Being back in the workroom, I missed most of it, thank god, but everyone out front agreed that it's definitely a full moon.
The director of the library kicked a guy out for watching live-action (with real moving action) porn on the computer in front of her office door, where she could see it from her desk. Another guy went verbally ballistic because we didn't have an internet connection for a couple of hours-- he thought we should shut down all the computers till the internet was back up. Never mind those other silly people who want to do something besides surf the net. He was so pissed that he chewed out two different librarians upstairs, went downstairs and chewed out two OTHER librarians, and finally called the head of the entire county system to complain. Several other people apparently went ballistic over random other things today, but as I say, I missed most of it, being in the back.
Still, one of the librarians who was in the work room looked at me and said "Are you sure you want to be a librarian?" and I had to say, "Well, some days I do wonder. While being an architect was stressful, at least no one pissed in the chairs in the office." Which is true, and it's also true that we had that exact problem last week. Another librarian chipped in that once she had to put on gloves and pick up fecal matter in a library where she worked, and everybody in the room was laughing about all the things they don't teach in library school.
"So," I asked. "Are you saying that when we get our MLS they should hand us a pooper-scooper with our diploma?" Laughter and agreement ensued.
One reassuring thing, though.... another student in the information-seeking class came to me today to see if I could help clarify the questions on the assignment I've been bitching about. She helped me some, I helped her some. We were both terribly relieved to know that others seemed to be having the same problems. She was debating writing to the teacher with questions, and I encouraged her to do that, on the theory that if that many of us don't understand, maybe the teacher needs to know there's a problem. Besides the help we were able to give each other, we were also able to get help from one of the librarians in the work room. (I think everybody was hiding out in there as much as possible today.) Between all of us together, we may be able to cobble this thing together. My mood is considerably lighter at the moment. Of course, I haven't gone back and tried to actually finish the damn thing. I'm going to enjoy this feeling as long as I can. Heh.
Okay, off to fix dinner. Then I'll try to finish the Damn Thing.
The director of the library kicked a guy out for watching live-action (with real moving action) porn on the computer in front of her office door, where she could see it from her desk. Another guy went verbally ballistic because we didn't have an internet connection for a couple of hours-- he thought we should shut down all the computers till the internet was back up. Never mind those other silly people who want to do something besides surf the net. He was so pissed that he chewed out two different librarians upstairs, went downstairs and chewed out two OTHER librarians, and finally called the head of the entire county system to complain. Several other people apparently went ballistic over random other things today, but as I say, I missed most of it, being in the back.
Still, one of the librarians who was in the work room looked at me and said "Are you sure you want to be a librarian?" and I had to say, "Well, some days I do wonder. While being an architect was stressful, at least no one pissed in the chairs in the office." Which is true, and it's also true that we had that exact problem last week. Another librarian chipped in that once she had to put on gloves and pick up fecal matter in a library where she worked, and everybody in the room was laughing about all the things they don't teach in library school.
"So," I asked. "Are you saying that when we get our MLS they should hand us a pooper-scooper with our diploma?" Laughter and agreement ensued.
One reassuring thing, though.... another student in the information-seeking class came to me today to see if I could help clarify the questions on the assignment I've been bitching about. She helped me some, I helped her some. We were both terribly relieved to know that others seemed to be having the same problems. She was debating writing to the teacher with questions, and I encouraged her to do that, on the theory that if that many of us don't understand, maybe the teacher needs to know there's a problem. Besides the help we were able to give each other, we were also able to get help from one of the librarians in the work room. (I think everybody was hiding out in there as much as possible today.) Between all of us together, we may be able to cobble this thing together. My mood is considerably lighter at the moment. Of course, I haven't gone back and tried to actually finish the damn thing. I'm going to enjoy this feeling as long as I can. Heh.
Okay, off to fix dinner. Then I'll try to finish the Damn Thing.
