Today was not a good day. Everyone thinks that when you work in a library it must be such a nice, quiet place where nothing ever happens and you sit and read books all day long. That is certainly not the reality of the library I work in, or any other public library I have visited.
So why don't we all discuss how crap-tastic our Monday was? I'll go first. It can be like group therapy or something. (I have no idea if it will be like group therapy, having never been to group therapy, but people venting their frustrations should be a good thing, right?) And hey -- if you managed to have a fantastic Monday, feel free to share that, too! It would be nice to know that someone had a good day.
Let's start at the beginning, shall we?
1) Immediately upon opening the doors at work this morning the first problem was presented. Literally less than a minute after opening, the very first patron through the door tells us that the police had just been in the parking lot, asking if anyone had heard gun shots. They said no, and the patrol car took off. This is worrisome because:
a) There could be a gun-toting loony shooting outside.
b) Should we even be open, giving them a very public place to hide and/or several targets in one place?
c) I don't live that far from work. My neighborhood is already a hot mess. I do not need to worry about being shot. I am rather fond of being free of bullet holes, and I would very much like to stay that way.
2) Next patron tells us that there is a tornado watch until 5pm. WTF. We haven't even been open for 10 minutes yet. Could we possibly slow down the cheerful tidings a bit?
3) Coworker finds this thing in the staff area. We have had enough weird-ass bug problems that we literally have a bug jar to trap them in. This thing was too big to even fit in the bug jar. I'm thinking it is the biggest black cricket I have ever seen -- like the original, primordial cricket. I took it outside and released it back into nature. Whatever it is, I do not want it pissed at me.
|So hoping it is really a cricket|
5) The computers start acting up, being more temperamental than usual. I watch mine do a slow crash, as everything on the screen very slowly disappears from top to bottom to reveal a completely blank desktop. A coworker whom had just been logged in is now being told her password is incorrect. Multiple tries before it will successfully let her back in. The rate this day is going, I think the computers might be becoming self-aware. It will not surprise me if Agent Smith or a Terminator walks through the door.
6) Sanity break for lunch, wherein I flee the building and keep telling myself, "The day is almost over. The day is almost over. Just a few more hours."
7) Within 15 minutes of returning from lunch I am confronted by an older gentleman who has decided that it is a perfectly good idea to partially disrobe and adjust his clothing in the middle of the library, right in front of the book return. Seriously? There is a men's room not more than 50 feet from where you are standing. But no, of course it is a much better idea to handle your business in the middle of the floor, with all kinds of patrons and children around. I mean he had his belt undone, pants unzipped and was adjusting himself and tucking his shirt back in. W.T.F. I'll just put that in the Things I Never Wanted to See category, and try to erase the memory of your boxers from my brain. I may need a drink later.
8) It decides to rain. Hard. Like get really black outside and rain so hard the parking lot looks like a lake for a little bit. Soaking wet patrons, soaking wet items being returned, and the entire library starts to smell like a giant wet dog. Imagine what a fun place that is to be.
9) On top of all of this, our security company was in doing work on our system for the majority of the day. We had no idea they were coming. They tried to stay out of the way, and actually did a pretty good job. I really didn't mind their presence at all until pieces of ceiling tile rained down upon my head while I was at the circulation desk. The only place in the entire building where the ceiling tile crumbles and pieces fall, and it is over my head? I have obviously done something to piss off a higher power.
10) Just when I think I am nearing my escape, I get to stay at work for an extra hour. I can only blame myself for this one. Due to a scheduling problem they had to shift staff around, and I did kind of volunteer my staying as a solution to cover a hole in the schedule. Obviously, I am a glutton for punishment. Or crazy. Maybe both. I had hit that point where you think to yourself, "Screw it. What else can possibly happen?" Definitely time to make more coffee.
I eventually made my escape, without further incidents. I got home, thinking I had reached a blissfully peaceful place. I should have known the day was not done with me yet.
11) Cat drama. One of the neighborhood feral cats whom I call Mama, as she had kittens last year, came to pay a visit this evening. Normally this is not a problem. She hangs out in the backyard all of the time, eyeballing the bird feeder, or just sleeping in the shade. I leave water out for her in the summer when it is super hot, or when it hasn't rained in a long time. My two cats could not be less interested in her. Jazz-kitty in particular has watched her countless times from the window, never once puffing up or making a peep. Usually she acts more like she wants to make a new friend.
|Jazz-kitty being awesome|
I can't let her in. I don't think she has ever been to the vet, so she could have who knows what wrong with her that I don't want my cats to get. She can't be thirsty, as the rain very nicely filled up the bowl I had left outside for her. She doesn't appear to be hurt. So I give her a bowl of dry food, and she goes to town munching away. Poor thing! Who knows how long it has been since she last ate.
Jazz-kitty reappears, apparently realizing that her food had been given away to an interloper. I expect her to start spazzing out again, getting all defensive. Nope. She just jumps up in the window, lays down, and watches Mama Cat eating in the driveway. She doesn't puff up, doesn't make a peep. So apparently everybody is cool as long as Mama Cat doesn't come near the door to the house.
Hopefully this is the end of my excitement for they day. I know it isn't really, as Jazz-kitty will now be running from window to window for the rest of the night, investigating any shadow or sound outside. If that is all the drama that is left for today, I will be happy.
So how was your Monday?