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My dear Crazy Lady,
It is my job to help patrons such as yourself with the computers. This fact does not make me a mind reader! You can make noises of consternation (which nobody finds as cute as you do) or stare at me from across the library (as if I can see you from my absurdly tall desk) all day, but I still will not know that you have a question unless you ASK me. I refuse to walk all the way across the library to check on you every time you make a noise like a mouse getting stepped on; you do that so much that it would be more energy efficient for me to sit with you for an hour and a half while you try to figure out how to use a web browser, which I also refuse to do because hellooooo I have shit to do! PowerPoint presentations to make! Programs to plan! Rowdy teenagers to yell at! Either shut up and figure it out yourself, ask me a few specific questions (using words, not squeals and grunts), or sign up for one of our computer classes.
Signed,
The librarian who pretended that she found you amusing
P.S. Quit giggling like a valley girl. You are in your sixties. Have a little pride for gosh sakes.
It is my job to help patrons such as yourself with the computers. This fact does not make me a mind reader! You can make noises of consternation (which nobody finds as cute as you do) or stare at me from across the library (as if I can see you from my absurdly tall desk) all day, but I still will not know that you have a question unless you ASK me. I refuse to walk all the way across the library to check on you every time you make a noise like a mouse getting stepped on; you do that so much that it would be more energy efficient for me to sit with you for an hour and a half while you try to figure out how to use a web browser, which I also refuse to do because hellooooo I have shit to do! PowerPoint presentations to make! Programs to plan! Rowdy teenagers to yell at! Either shut up and figure it out yourself, ask me a few specific questions (using words, not squeals and grunts), or sign up for one of our computer classes.
Signed,
The librarian who pretended that she found you amusing
P.S. Quit giggling like a valley girl. You are in your sixties. Have a little pride for gosh sakes.