Very nice change, Kathy.

but I totally would not have sex in the library and leave a window open and let a bunch of rare books get rained on."

I have to say that the most horrifying thing I ever heard in a library was during an interview at a theological seminary's library, when they told me that they had to save money in the summertime by having all the employees off work on Fridays (yay!), and turning off the A/C for the three-day weekend. They had a bunch of rare 16th and 17th century books there that were getting ruined in the humidity of a non-controlled environment!!!

Huh. Despite the fact that I am sleep-deprived and coffee-impaired, I had a "you know, if I just did it this way" epiphany about a monthly task, and --

-- then my cube was invaded by some random dude wanting to know where some other random employee was, while someone else was knocking on the door, and after I made him go away, I had a conversation with my supervisor about what a clusterfuck our lack of a receptionist is, and oh my god, EVERY SINGLE PERSON who walks through the door asks why the door is locked, and there are a lot of people walking through that door, and sweet baby Jesus, point me to the bitch I have to choke.

Did any of these people bring you bacon, shrift? Coffee? Cigarettes? Booze? Sparkly boys in eyeliner? Because if not, I'm not sure why they haven't all been choked.

Gronk.

I don't know what time zone my body think's it's in, but it's certainly not this one. Didn't fall asleep until around 3, and now it's 11 and I'm just barely getting to semi-awake. Well, I don't have any classes until 12:45, so I can get dressed and have lunch now and be there on time. (I'm counting a glass of soy milk I had around 9 as breakfast.)

They're clients for the other departments on our floor. Departments who can't be bothered to find a solution to this very pressing problem because they're not situated near the door.

Maybe they'll find a solution AFTER I KILL ALL OF THEIR CLIENTS AHAHAHAHAHA.

Anyone else finding psychopathic!shrift funny? 'Cause I sure the hell am.

AFTER I KILL ALL OF THEIR CLIENTS

It's the only way to be sure.

I started reading b.org after Julie linked me to one of shrift's posts. I can't remember the details, but she'd had a hellacious morning, and I couldn't remember the last time I'd laughed so hard at an internet rant.

Kathy, I was just going to suggest something like this:

Many little girls who love books dream of working in a library, and I was no exception. As I've grown older, research and information dissemination has become the central part of my professional life and I've learned that working in a library is much more than books. It's helping people find exactly the information they need.

You beat me with your change, which I like a lot.

They had a bunch of rare 16th and 17th century books there that were getting ruined in the humidity of a non-controlled environment!!!

Ack! Crazy people. The library at Emory is conditioned for the books and not the people, which meant the graduate seminar rooms were freezing winter and summer. In winter, we usually didn't even take off our coats and gloves.