...I spent 8 hours alone with all the hobos and weirdos at the reference desk today and I'm not quite sure I have two brain cells left to rub together to create that essential blog-writing spark.
You have the patience of a saint, but I think she wants it back.
In many ways, you are just like one of us teacher folk. You have to deal with whoever walks up and asks for help, stay professional, and you are never allowed to beat them senseless no matter how right it would be.
Be polite, please. (also I'd like to add that I reserve the right to delete any and all comments that I find offensive, argumentative, or just plain tiresome.)
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Just death stare them all into mounds of carbon and ash.
ReplyDeleteYou certainly flipped up a few nice photos on facebook!
ReplyDeleteYou have the patience of a saint, but I think she wants it back.
ReplyDeleteIn many ways, you are just like one of us teacher folk. You have to deal with whoever walks up and asks for help, stay professional, and you are never allowed to beat them senseless no matter how right it would be.
"I spent 8 hours alone with all the hobos and weirdos at the reference desk today."
ReplyDeleteYes indeed, the life of a public librarians summed up in one perfect sentence.
Thanks!
Thanks for what you do Breda- I sure couldn't do it...
ReplyDeleteMan, I could NEVER work in a library. I get frustrated with the public that I have to deal with in my regular line of work.
ReplyDeleteIt could be worse- I told you where my hobos and weirdos put things.
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