I wonder what this book is about… (Taken with Instagram at RBD Library)
BBC AMERICA’S THE NERDIST
Here is a sneak peak at our end of the year special. With Wil Wheaton and Nathan Fillion!
PEW PEW!
I walk around work laughing to myself all the time because I listen to The Nerdist podcast, so I’m really excited for this.
We have this email list at the library for giving away shifts, and this one girl is killing me. She’s sent the same message about Friday no less than 15 times in the past three days, and I am so fucking annoyed. Nobody wants to take your Friday hours so you can leave town earlier because we all want to leave town earlier. If nobody has emailed you by now, it’s pretty obvious that nobody is going to.
I can’t take it anymore and I just sent this to her:
Please stop spamming everyone with the same message 5 times a day. I get that you’re trying to get rid of your shift, but you only need to send it once every few days.
Thanks,
Jess
In my defense, that was the least-bitchy version I could come up with.
The real reason I work at the library? I want to be Evy.
The Librarian Adventures, Part 1
Yesterday at work I had an old man walk up to me with a framed picture in his hands and ask for an art appraisal. Have I mentioned I work at the circulation desk of a library?
The old man told me he bought it at a yard sale for $1, and he wanted to know how much it was worth because “if this is worth $25, I’ll be just like those folks on Antique Roadshow!”. He had a sticky note with the artist’s website written on it, so I looked up the website for him. I found a contact page, and suggested he contact the artist.
He just stared at me.
I asked if he wanted me to do it for him, and he said yes, so I asked him for his email address. His response? “I’m 73 years old and I don’t know how these things work. I’m going to call my wife, and she can tell you.” He handed me the phone and his wife proceeded to give me the address using the phonetic alphabet.
I composed an email that looked roughly like this:
Hello,
I have recently acquired one of your pieces. I am hoping you can provide me with the title and approximate value of the piece based on the following description:
The picture depicts a woman standing in a cotton field on the right side of the frame. The woman is of African descent, and she is wearing a reddish-orange scarf on her head. She is holding fistfuls of cotton, and the cotton field fills the left side of the frame and extends out behind here. In the background, there is a treeline.
I realize this is an unusual request, but I would appreciate any help in this matter.
Thank you,
_________
My only regret is that I couldn’t CC myself on the email, so I’ll never know how much the picture is worth.
I had my first day of training at the library today. It’s a boring, basic job, but I’ll basically get paid to study so that’s always nice. I think the hardest part of the whole gig will be fighting the urge to open every pretty book I come across while reshelving/straightening the stacks.
You don’t understand. I came across a Mark Twain novel that was published in the 19th century… it’s so old. And they just let people check it out and take it home to read while they take a crap!
Anyway my first day of summer classes is tomorrow, and I was too lazy to shower tonight so I have to get up extra early in the morning. I’m already dreading this 8:00 am grind. Also, I’ve never used the word “grind” in that context before.
New York Public Library by Thomas Hawk
