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8/2/07 11:141) -How do you get a job in a library?
-Well, I had six years of college...
-Awww, you gotta go to school?
2) -Do you have a husband?
-No.
-Do you want one?
-...
I had a brief moment last week of feeling like the Dr. House of children's librarians, even though I know that oozing Essense of Perky is just one way of being a children's librarian and not necessarily the best way, certainly not the best way for all people. But even in my most insecure moments, I can reassure myself that I make a better children's librarian than House would. I don't know how I originally got on that tangent, though it may have had something to do with all the people who very earnestly insist that they returned all of the books marked as "lost" on their records. (They're not always lying. We have some "special" volunteers, and books don't always get checked in as they should).
But then there's the girl who tried very patiently spelling Inu-Yasha out to me so that I could make a request for it, and I said, "I can spell Inu-Yasha; I watched it when I was in Japan," and it was like I'd tossed of a casual comment about how I'd died and gone to heaven, and then I made her squeak by finding a CD of Sing 'n' Learn Japanese, and awwww.
-Well, I had six years of college...
-Awww, you gotta go to school?
2) -Do you have a husband?
-No.
-Do you want one?
-...
I had a brief moment last week of feeling like the Dr. House of children's librarians, even though I know that oozing Essense of Perky is just one way of being a children's librarian and not necessarily the best way, certainly not the best way for all people. But even in my most insecure moments, I can reassure myself that I make a better children's librarian than House would. I don't know how I originally got on that tangent, though it may have had something to do with all the people who very earnestly insist that they returned all of the books marked as "lost" on their records. (They're not always lying. We have some "special" volunteers, and books don't always get checked in as they should).
But then there's the girl who tried very patiently spelling Inu-Yasha out to me so that I could make a request for it, and I said, "I can spell Inu-Yasha; I watched it when I was in Japan," and it was like I'd tossed of a casual comment about how I'd died and gone to heaven, and then I made her squeak by finding a CD of Sing 'n' Learn Japanese, and awwww.