...was pretty boring. Aside from helping a guy with Consumer Reports and the copy machine, signing way too many people onto the Internet and being fed-up with the number of folks we have that use us as an Internet service and nothing more.
And being especially fed up with the young couple with the adorable toddler who allowed her to sit hot and uncomfortable in a snowsuit doing NOTHING while they used the computer for important things such as visiting their chat rooms. Don't they have toys for her? Couldn't they have (DUH)stopped in the children's room and gotten her a BOOK?
Ooops, forgot. They don't read themselves except for the Internet. And besides, I don't have any Dora, or Barney or Arthur board books......
Do I sound bitter? Yup, I am. This is the sort of kid who desperately NEEDS the public library to get her ahead in this world. Her parents will spend money on designer shoes even though she can't walk, but start her education? Hell no!
But the reason for this post is what happened AFTER I left the desk and came back downstairs. One of our library assistants who'd been shelving upstairs came down to report to us that there was a guy in a sleeping bag in the back of the adult section.
The ref manager and I went up there, and sure enough, there in the back, under a study carrel, was one of our homeless guys, stretched out in his sleeping bag!
The ref manager told him he couldn't do that--in fact he warned the assembled residents (they're here daily until the shelter opens in the evening)that they couldn't sleep here, be it on the floor or in the chairs.
I am damned immature. Because as we walked away, I couldn't help cracking up, because the guy being there on the floor WAS a funny situation.
But when you think about a guy sleeping on the library floor, and all those others there because they've got nowhere to go and no support system, it's not funny at all.
Thank you again, Ronald Reagan and the rest of you "compassionate conservatives".