Posts tagged Libraries
Because my life is a questionable exclamtion point.
AH! the tax dollars argument! i hate the tax dollars argument!
My other favorite is the “I donated money to this library once. You are therefore my library slave” argument.
A Library is Infinity Under a Roof.: Oh the Public...
This past week at the library has been literally insane. Last Tuesday was amazing, I ran my book club and all the kids showed up and we had a great discussion and all my favorite families came in and it was a perfect day. Thursday absolutely everything fell apart. The DVD cleaner broke. The copier…
In which I share with tumblr what a tough day working at a public library is like and why it’s all worth it.
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Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing.
librarylydia:If you go anywhere with me I can guarantee you I will at some point drag you to the local library and make you take a picture of me doing my “AAHHH! LOOK! IT’S A LIBRARY!!” pose. I’m a librarian. It’s just what I do.
In my travels these past few years I’ve started a bit of a collection ranging from Boston to Chicago to Sequim Washington. I hope to add to it over the years, but for now here are my favorites.
A Library is Infinity Under a Roof.: Ignorance is Bliss
Libraries are places of information, a place to find answers.
But take my word for it, sometimes at the library, ignorance is bliss.
Take for instants the grease stained cloth I found in the elevator shaft. The cloth shaped suspiciously like a pair of men’s boxers.
I honestly would rather not…
I was innocently shelving tonight when a lady came storming into the library and walked right up to me and said “Library Woman. What. Have. You. Done. To. Me?”
Me:
Her: “DOCTOR. WHO.”
Me:
Her: “Do you want to know how much sleep I’ve been getting since you gave it to me?!? NONE. All I can do is watch Doctor Who!”
Me:
Her: “I’m not sorry. It’s amazing. Anyway, talk to later, bye!” *leaves*
What can I say? One of the best perks of my job are introducing people to Doctor Who :-)
That and jumping out from under the desk and freaking people out.
It always amuses me when people are concerned for my safety
They don’t seem to understand that I’m a librarian, which means that at any one time I have at least a couple hardback novels in my giant purse. If anyone comes near me I’ll just start swinging and they’ll never know what hit them.
Why I Want to Be a Librarain
I had to write a speech for my communications class about a perception I had that was changed because of another person. I decided to do one about how much I hated reading when I was a kid and how that had changed dramatically. Somehow it morphed into the reason for why I choose my chosen career path.
So I thought I’d share it with you:-) I wrote it this morning so it’s not perfect yet and this was my first run through so bare with me….
Passive Aggresive Library Signs.
(Source: librarylydia)
Every Causal Friday is Torture for Me.
I try. I really do. I put on a pair of jeans and a shirt and I look in the mirror and I envision myself sitting behind a desk like this and I just… I can’t do it.
And then I go put on a cute skirt and a polka dot blouse and put my hair up in a bun and I go to the library.
Way. Over. Dressed.
I think it’s the homeschooler in me. When I went out as a kid, we went to church, or a party, and that was about it. When we did visited friends it was often on Sundays so I was always dressed nicely when I saw people. I remember once I tried to wear pj pants out in public to go grocery shopping. I’ll never forget my mother’s face and I will never, ever try that again. Being dressed down was for home. Being outside home, I was dressed up. And now I can’t break away from it. Causal Fridays are literally impossible for me.
Just thought you might like to know that.
