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Library Stories
Let me first note that I have been employed by the Hillsborough Public Library in what seems to be a big part that I am a legacy. My older sister worked at the library and for some reason achieved something of fame while doing it. I cannot ever go one single day without someone remarking of how I look like her or how fondly people remember her. This is besides the fact that I have done volunteer hours at both Hillsborough and Bridgewater libraries doing just about what I'm doing now and I am on good terms with both the childrens librarian of Bridgewater and another childrens librarian also at Bridgewater. I might also add that my interview at Bridgewater did not give me a job but the one at Hillsborough did. So now I will chonicle my stories as "The Stories of a Page Boy"
2) While walking to the employee's only section at the back I encountered this girl sitting on a stool smiling and waving at me in a grin I can only describe as belonging to a Cheshire Cat. I said hi, then after recieving no response other than the fact that the waving continued I said hello again and wandered into the back of the room. At this point I was almost entirely sure that somehow, while shelving nonfictions, I had died and for some reason heaven had at least one grinning cheshire cat girl though I was still questioning why heaven would be the Hillsborough Public Library and why I should continue to shelve nonfictions. It turns out though that this grinning Cheshire cat was a librarians daughter and she continued to smile and wave at me till I went back shelving... though now I would like to politely request the architects and supervisors of heaven to make sure that there is at least one grinning Cheshire Cat girl.
40)Going to work on a day when I was invited to was a new thing as was the fact that I went in the morning; this is not a good idea. After barely being able to struggle sleepily through one cart of books my boss-person, a lovely lady named Winnie who harbors fond affection for my sister as does everyone else, came running up to me and told me the library supervisor in charge of everything about the library, a really likeable guy named Ed with an easygoing manner (I love library people), wanted me to help him. I was thrilled at no needing to shelve another book for a minute (I don't like taking our allotted 15 minute breaks because it seems like a waste of productivity), I went over and he outlined our task, I was to empty display shelves(3) and move them with an adult reference librarian named Chris, also a amazingly neat guy with a laid back personality. So we emptied the displays and moved the shelves when the fun began. The third shelf was deemed unnecessary and therefore Chris and I set to work dismantling it. Library shelves if none of you realize, are big pieces of metal that when taken apart, make really really really loud noises. I don't know about Chris, but turning the library into a construction site with a electric screwdriver and clanging shelves one a rediculously awesome way to spend a wednesday morning.
24) Shelving books can be kinda boring, especially when you are doing nonfictions. There are some worthwhile moments that have captured my attention, two in particular. While shelving the 641.6347 I came across a book called "Cooking with Tea" by Celestial Seasons, makers of some pretty sweet tea. Holding the book up in the air so that the lights in the library could bathe it in their holy glow and almost bowing before it in reverance I was awed by the very title and the message that it convayed. Thinking back upon it now I realized that divine providence had led my sister five years ago to begin her library job and laid the path open for me to recieve its grace. Divine providence also led me to shelve that section in the back and indeed made it so that someone's goal in life could be completed by taking out that book and returning it. Shock and Awe had nothing on what I felt beholding that sacred text. My other story which I shall bury in this paragraph is one that I find amusing but that I hope librarians and all those who revere the dewey decimal system to a higher degree than I do (not many...I believe in anything that can organize, especailly when it comes to organize something as wonderful as books) will forgive me. I was shelving the 341's and saw that 341 Wal should by all rights come after 341 Mart. Seeing no harm in making a small library change I then placed the books to the obvous conclusion so that they read 341 Wal 341 Mart...Walmart...
These are some stories I have compiled and I look forward to adding more to my collection.
Let me first note that I have been employed by the Hillsborough Public Library in what seems to be a big part that I am a legacy. My older sister worked at the library and for some reason achieved something of fame while doing it. I cannot ever go one single day without someone remarking of how I look like her or how fondly people remember her. This is besides the fact that I have done volunteer hours at both Hillsborough and Bridgewater libraries doing just about what I'm doing now and I am on good terms with both the childrens librarian of Bridgewater and another childrens librarian also at Bridgewater. I might also add that my interview at Bridgewater did not give me a job but the one at Hillsborough did. So now I will chonicle my stories as "The Stories of a Page Boy"
2) While walking to the employee's only section at the back I encountered this girl sitting on a stool smiling and waving at me in a grin I can only describe as belonging to a Cheshire Cat. I said hi, then after recieving no response other than the fact that the waving continued I said hello again and wandered into the back of the room. At this point I was almost entirely sure that somehow, while shelving nonfictions, I had died and for some reason heaven had at least one grinning cheshire cat girl though I was still questioning why heaven would be the Hillsborough Public Library and why I should continue to shelve nonfictions. It turns out though that this grinning Cheshire cat was a librarians daughter and she continued to smile and wave at me till I went back shelving... though now I would like to politely request the architects and supervisors of heaven to make sure that there is at least one grinning Cheshire Cat girl.
40)Going to work on a day when I was invited to was a new thing as was the fact that I went in the morning; this is not a good idea. After barely being able to struggle sleepily through one cart of books my boss-person, a lovely lady named Winnie who harbors fond affection for my sister as does everyone else, came running up to me and told me the library supervisor in charge of everything about the library, a really likeable guy named Ed with an easygoing manner (I love library people), wanted me to help him. I was thrilled at no needing to shelve another book for a minute (I don't like taking our allotted 15 minute breaks because it seems like a waste of productivity), I went over and he outlined our task, I was to empty display shelves(3) and move them with an adult reference librarian named Chris, also a amazingly neat guy with a laid back personality. So we emptied the displays and moved the shelves when the fun began. The third shelf was deemed unnecessary and therefore Chris and I set to work dismantling it. Library shelves if none of you realize, are big pieces of metal that when taken apart, make really really really loud noises. I don't know about Chris, but turning the library into a construction site with a electric screwdriver and clanging shelves one a rediculously awesome way to spend a wednesday morning.
24) Shelving books can be kinda boring, especially when you are doing nonfictions. There are some worthwhile moments that have captured my attention, two in particular. While shelving the 641.6347 I came across a book called "Cooking with Tea" by Celestial Seasons, makers of some pretty sweet tea. Holding the book up in the air so that the lights in the library could bathe it in their holy glow and almost bowing before it in reverance I was awed by the very title and the message that it convayed. Thinking back upon it now I realized that divine providence had led my sister five years ago to begin her library job and laid the path open for me to recieve its grace. Divine providence also led me to shelve that section in the back and indeed made it so that someone's goal in life could be completed by taking out that book and returning it. Shock and Awe had nothing on what I felt beholding that sacred text. My other story which I shall bury in this paragraph is one that I find amusing but that I hope librarians and all those who revere the dewey decimal system to a higher degree than I do (not many...I believe in anything that can organize, especailly when it comes to organize something as wonderful as books) will forgive me. I was shelving the 341's and saw that 341 Wal should by all rights come after 341 Mart. Seeing no harm in making a small library change I then placed the books to the obvous conclusion so that they read 341 Wal 341 Mart...Walmart...
These are some stories I have compiled and I look forward to adding more to my collection.