Resentment
I've cut myself off from all but a few people. Why? I could say that life is hectic. Or that I've run out of time.
Or that I'm lazy.
It's probably all of that.
'Cept, at the same time, it's all a two-way street.
I've gotten resentful at work and I realize I've hit the "I don't give a damn anymore" stage.
"I wish the other lady was here. She was more helpful." Said a snarky patron when I told her that I know of few sites for games (for 5 year olds, there's like two). I am to help them get on the computer, but I am not to find the sites for them. That's their job. I do not run a computer room. Sorry ma'am, but guess what? I've helped you more than I am actually required to. Trust me, Central can be a lot less helpful. And it's not my fault you are so computer iliterate that you don't know sites for your children. Hey, guess what? You're the PARENT, you're supposed to know about the computer and be with your child that is under the age of 10 and should be policed by YOU, not ME.
And I walked in this morning at 8:45 to find that the section was a mess. I wrote a long email to Cindy. I didn't realize she would be here today. And you know what? I still would have written the email. Or, maybe I would have gone up and ranted in her office. No, she's pissy today, so I'm staying away from her.
Gerry is still in PA. I burst into tears in the elevator today. Moonlight Serenade was playing on my mp3 player. Forgive me.
I was hoping few patrons would show up today. Blah. Apparently even rain doesn't stop them.
I want to be in cataloging so bad.
Someday.
After I go for my MLS in January.
Oh, and these stomach and abdomen pains have got to stop.
Or that I'm lazy.
It's probably all of that.
'Cept, at the same time, it's all a two-way street.
I've gotten resentful at work and I realize I've hit the "I don't give a damn anymore" stage.
"I wish the other lady was here. She was more helpful." Said a snarky patron when I told her that I know of few sites for games (for 5 year olds, there's like two). I am to help them get on the computer, but I am not to find the sites for them. That's their job. I do not run a computer room. Sorry ma'am, but guess what? I've helped you more than I am actually required to. Trust me, Central can be a lot less helpful. And it's not my fault you are so computer iliterate that you don't know sites for your children. Hey, guess what? You're the PARENT, you're supposed to know about the computer and be with your child that is under the age of 10 and should be policed by YOU, not ME.
And I walked in this morning at 8:45 to find that the section was a mess. I wrote a long email to Cindy. I didn't realize she would be here today. And you know what? I still would have written the email. Or, maybe I would have gone up and ranted in her office. No, she's pissy today, so I'm staying away from her.
Gerry is still in PA. I burst into tears in the elevator today. Moonlight Serenade was playing on my mp3 player. Forgive me.
I was hoping few patrons would show up today. Blah. Apparently even rain doesn't stop them.
I want to be in cataloging so bad.
Someday.
After I go for my MLS in January.
Oh, and these stomach and abdomen pains have got to stop.