ways i have tried to relieve the suffocating boredom include: -awkward yoga poses on the floor behind the desk -streaming videos of "are you afraid of the dark?" -cutting paper into little tiny pieces -literotica.com -trying to peel an orange in one long strip -intending to do homework and always failing -waiting for an IT to come talk to me -beating personal minesweeper records
this is my ninth straight month of sunday night merc shifts. only 43 minutes until closing.
let's hear it for the slide library! always temperature-controlled at a pleasant 72 degrees. i've gotten used to entire shifts without a patron. um, since donna hunter is a community interest, i have a little anecdote--one afternoon she came in for a dixie-cupful of water because she had just eaten a bunch of peanuts and was so thirsty. <3 her alien-ish sunglasses.
any mchenry ghost stories? before i started bringing my 'pod in, one night near closing i think i heard one.
there is this one woman, one of the regulars, with short grey hair and a very petite little body. she is extremely friendly, and nice, and crazy. come to think of it, she kind of reminds me of my mom. a few nights a week she stays until five minutes after closing, and we have to shoo her out.
one night, earlier in the quarter when it was still very warm, she stopped us as we were exiting the foyer after closing to tell us exuberantly of her experience that day:
she had been in the merc, and it had got oh so very hot, so hot in fact, that she had to make a make-shift tank top out of a paper bag. she described to us how she ripped holes in the sides to put her arms through. she seemed to think it was quite hilarious of her. which of course, it was.
a girl just called the circulation desk to see if she needed to reserve an online document. she was confused because she didn't think other people could access it at the same time as she was accessing it.
"um, well, what if other people want to check it out while i've got it?"
ok people... I went up to shelve only to find some sort of sand like substance on the floor of one of the elevators.... Molly checked it out and it's exactly what I thought it was..... kitty litter.... but why in the lbrary of all places... that's soooo nasty
in a terrible what-the-fuck-is-wrong-with-me-for-feeling-like-this way:
Hey all, During the summer, in response to staffing and security issues (especially within the past year), the library has decided to do away with study hall.That means that beginning fall quarter the library (McHenry & Science) will operate under the same hours Sunday thru Thursday but will now close at 8pm on Fridays and Saturdays. Full services will be provided until closing. I have decided to continue the weekly rotating weekend shift but it will now serve from 4-8pm. The only exception to this will be the weekend prior to the end of every quarter where the library will stay open until 11pm.
I want to remind everyone of the rules regarding attendance for the rotating shifts. Please read them over. I will assume that you have read and understood them so I will hold everyone accountable for abiding to these rules. Failure to follow them will be reason for a written warning.
Um...I'll be starting ucsc this fall and if anyone could give me any info or special tips about getting my foot in the door as a library student worker, that would be killer. It's a job I'm actually looking forward to getting!
Well, its almost time to go. My plane leaves next monday, therefore I'm growing wings and flying out of the nest I like to call McHenry Library. Its about time. I talked to Zenia about how my final week will be hectic and she should count on me even less than usual. It brought some closure (sob). McHenry, yes I'm talking to you, we have shared quite the love/hate relationship. But you've taught me much, like which of the creepy "regulars" are safe to talk to, how to steal tampons from the supply cabinet, the real deal behind Library of Congress (dirty bastards), how to make an easy living over summer break, and how to be the best mediocre worker that I could be! I'll fill that space that McHenry will leave empty with something more substantial...like booze. Anyone care to join me? Say Thursday night?
ok... so I just helped two people at the desk... AND THE STANK!!!! And I have a TERRIBLE sense of smell, so it must have been really bad. What's weird is they were professors!!! Ugh.. Ivona wanted me to give them that paper, the one stating that "you smell, please leave the library and clean yourself" one, but they left anyway.... Just thought I'd put that in today!!
I'm all for it, but don't leave your tampons in the stacks! That's right folks, there is a tampon between books on the third floor in the PSs (I think) by the window. Oh ha ha, you patrons think you're soo clever don't you? It's not used or anything, but just seeing an open tampon chillin' there is not something I need when I'm shelving.
ok... Danny and I just thought of something... We realized that there are only 7 guys on Circ... out of 43 workers. Danny, Myself, John, Miguel, Kyle, Sal and Daniel... huh.... curious... makes you think doesn't it.... after this year, John and Miguel will be gone.... so then only 5 of us... and Danny is going to UCDC in the Fall... SO ONLY 4 IN THE FALL!!!
On first floor of McHenry I captured a 6 inch tiny snake that could fit underneath the closed door. The Reserves lady, Louisa?, said it should be kept in the courtyard, though I tried to convey that it might get back inside, but she wanted it around to eat rats when it got bigger. I think it would have been happier in the open wilderness. Anywho, if anyone sees it again, please don't kill it. Just get a trash bag, capture it, and take it outside of the library where I should have released him.
Sometimes between shifts I've been known to nod off in some of the 3rd floor chairs, and almost without fail experienced some of the worst nightmares of my life, as well as bizarre sleep paralysis that I've only gotten twice in my life outside of Mchenry.
My guess is the place is spooky-wicked-haunted. has this happened to anyone else?
i like sitting at the desk watching morons fall alseep and drool on themselves. it's even more entertaining when i know their books are due at a certain time and i just watch the minutes turn into dollar signs. god i'm a bitch.
i am sitting at the circ desk. three minutes ago, a group of kids gathered in a tight circle in the open space between the desk and the printer station. they were whispering excitedly amongst themselves, and glancing with eyes a glitter.
someone counted, one! two! three!
and they started piling one on top of the other, squealing and grunting. the two guys not in the human clumping mass were taking digital photos of the performers and making exaggerated shushing noises.
then they all stood up, brushed themselves off, and squeaked their thank your to me, as i looked on.
some people and their ideas of fun!
(augghh!!! this girl! walking past me right now!! she's wearing the most HIDEOUS fleece poncho! it's like a hooded white sorority sweatshirt cloned with the dumbest fashion accessory ever, the poncho! repulsion!)
so there's definitely somebody camping out in the first floor women's bathroom. they have a little stove hooked up and all their junk everywhere (i looked under the stall) and it STINKS in there. did they think nobody was going to notice an extension chord running into one of the stalls??/ what the fuck is wrong with our library. something everyday, i tell ya.