Punk Ass possible-Patron

A few weeks back we had a hit and run incident in the staff parking lot.  One of my info friend's rear tail-lights was shattered and her bumper scratched.  Of course the idiot who did this did NOT leave a note.

Then last Wednesday, in the middle of the day, in the middle of the general parking lot, one of our patrons had her car window smashed out and her bag taken. 

Two days after the incident, I noticed all of the shattered glass when I was taking the weekly unclaimed Lost and Found clothing to the donation bin.  When I walked back into the branch I grabbed the janitor's closet key and picked up a trash pan and broom and got to work.


It really pisses me off when I think about it.  Some people's reactions to the story were, "Well, she shouldn't have left her bag sitting in the open."  Really?  We're going to blame the victim here?  What about the douche-bag that did this?

I fully believe in karma and whoever did this will end up paying for this.  I have sent the broken glass to Tech Ops for DNA analysis and Detective Bookman is on the case.

Wedding Day!

props to an Anon at 4chan

Yeah, I don't care about it.  My parents are in London right now, they say they're visiting my cousin who is doing their residency there, but I'm not buying it.

One of my classes ended last night with a project presentation to our University's Archives department on redesigning their horrid, horrid website.  Last lecture this semester is on Monday, another presentation.

I've been slacking on the blog with this semester winding down, so here's a music video from KarminCovers, I highly recommend subscribing and checking out the rest of her videos:

Trolling National Library Week.

Yay Library Week!(I guess?)...  The only thing to look forward to is the poster board asking patrons to let us know what the library means to them.

Browsing the board I saw the epitome of comment trolling: "Obnoxious, Entitled Snobs."  I am sure that there are some library branches out there that some people do not get along with, it's bound to happen.  Even within the system I work for, patrons have their favorite and least favorite branches, whether it's the collection, building, or staff.  I know that some people can misinterpret my online-persona and think that I must be a total douche to patrons, but this couldn't be further from the truth.  This is my outlet to relieve the stress from working customer service with the general public.  If you haven't worked with the public, you'll have a hard time relating.  I believe that everyone should work retail at least once in their life for the experience, working for the public is much the same.

People that work in public libraries do not do it for the prestige, title, and pay (or lack thereof).  I'm fairly certain that the troll who wrote that comment was upset because they didn't get what they wanted, which was probably something against the rules of library-land (the public library is not your own personal free use supply closet, there is a limit on the public internet PC's because there are other people who need it as well, anything returned that you damaged will be billed to you even though you may think you paid for it already with your taxes...etc, the list goes on and on).


The balance was restored by the time I went back to take a picture of it another patron wrote their own post right next to troll.

"Romance" Novels and My Case Against Them...



props to MotherMania

I would like to enter the picture to the left as Exhibit 5b into evidence as to why these so-called "romance" novels are ridiculous.

I would like to remind my peers of the jury that all of the results of extensive interviews and research conducted with world renowned doctors and experts have categorically denied the existence of the phenomenon known as a "Dick Attack" AKA Phallus-Arrest.

I came across this post at Reddit and it was too good to not repost here especially since I am such a big fan of romance novels.







**Disclaimer**
Symptoms of a "Dick Attack" may include delusional thoughts that you will be whisked away by a foreign billionaire who unconditionally loves you just the way you are even with your obessions of LOL Cats and/or picturing yourself watching the sunset on a beachside cliff with a long haired, shirtless Fabio.  Please, if you or anyone you remotely care about is experiencing these symptoms, stop reading at once.

My Coworkers are the Jack Kevorkian's of Type 1 Diabetes.

I was pretty disappointed with the results as I was going through the pictures on my phone.  "Really!?! Just 5 pictures?!"   And then I remembered that during all of the other missed opportunities I had to photo shoot the next cover of "Sugar Lovers," I was too busy looking for a napkin or plate to grab the stash and dash back to my cubicle where I could nibble on the sweet deliciousness that only a donut/cake/chocolate/muffin/cupcake/cookie/ice cream/pie can deliver.  Picture a squirrel perched on a branch going to town with some acorns, yeah, that's me.

Today is yet another dreaded full staff meeting, oh joy.  This time though, our pretty lame "Social Planning Committee" (yes, there's a library committee for that too) decided that we should potluck every staff meeting.  Unfortunately the sign up sheet was pretty lopsided for the dessert half of the meal so our branch assistant decided to nix the food and told everyone to just bring in dessert.  Really!?!?  Are you effing serious??  That's going to be 20+ platters/dishes/buckets of sugar high inducing crap.  Apparently I am not the only one who is hesitant to lose a foot or two for the cause.  My coworker asked me if I heard about any of the bitching about our dessert meeting today.

What am I bringing today?  Insulin.

MLIS Progress: Beginning of the End...

Question: Why is it that near the end of every semester professors decide to assign all of the projects and assignments at the same time?

Man, FUNK DAT!  Enough with the busy work!

If you don't get the early 90's reference, well, Google it if you're that curious.

This week marked the beginning of the end of my illustrious MLIS journey.  If all goes well, I have registered for my last two semesters (this summer and fall).  Apparently they are not offering Home Ec so I had to settle for Collection Development.

Exactly one year ago I was in my first semester and now I am half a librarian, maybe closer to 7/12ths, uhmm, I think, I was never really good with math.  I have learned more about the profession as a whole more than I have about what I can transfer to any librarian position.  More about that later, right now I have to get back to all the busy work I've been assigned.

Getting Freaky in the Stacks...

Police: Pair involved in sex act in library stairwell

Okay, so they weren't getting busy in the 613.9 section of the stacks, but an 18 year old female and an unnamed male were caught with their pants down by police in a library stairwell in Cincinnati, Ohio.  I'm fairly certain that the female was not in the right state of mind due to her fornicating in a public library to begin with, so no shocker that when the cops confronted them she 'booked' it (harharhar) without her pants, shoes, and uhm--underwear to avoid being arrested.  She was later found in a bathroom.

Thankfully, my only close encounters with these similar scenarios involved first base.

They Say Not to Judge a Book by Its Cover...

But if I were to, this has to be the best juvenile book out there.

I came across this brand new book this morning from delivery, it still had the fresh from the press smell.

This is my new favorite juvenile cover.

Calling Dibs on Items in the Lost and Found...

Being in charge of the branch's Lost and Found, I run into a lot of items.

If no one claims it in a month, the items are up for grabs. Any children's books in good condition I give to the children's department to add them to our collection with the exception of this boardbook. It's joining my cubicle.

A Library with a Sense of Humor...

by purechyzyken @ http://imgur.com/MTq6O

If you are not familiar with Rebecca Black's "Friday," I suggest you visit YouTube and turn your speakers up as loud as they can go. 

Seems like this is a library I can have real fun working for.

If anyone is wondering where this picture was taken, it is from Baylor University's library.