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[Jan. 7th, 2010|11:52 pm] |
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Is there anywhere in Bloomington to rent a room or a small apartment on a weekly basis? You know, besides a hotel. And cheaper than a hotel. |
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| Better late than never |
[Jan. 7th, 2010|02:43 pm] |
A VISIT TO THE LIBRARY
by Joan Frye Williams (http://www.georgeandjoan.com)
with apologies to Clement Clarke Moore
‘Twas the day before Christmas, all still in the stacks.
Senior staff had already gone home to relax.
The materials nestled all snug on their shelves,
Though we’ve trimmed pages’ hours and can’t afford elves.
( Read more... ) |
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[Jan. 7th, 2010|09:09 am] |
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The Big Red Book of the Jew's Brother... the big blue book of Hebrew poetry.
Doing course reserves, again. A book requested is called "poems". Ask the teacher if he has anything more specific than that as there is nothing under the author's name called "poems". He doesn't remember, but it's big and blue. |
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[Jan. 6th, 2010|10:34 am] |
THAT IS NOT AN "F". AN "F" IS NOT LOWER THAN AN "e"!
Yes, I have started the spring reserves.
Can you tell? |
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| The most unkindest cut of all |
[Jan. 6th, 2010|01:35 pm] |
Dear Pamphlet-Collecting Mofos of Earlier Eras --
I know it's much easier to shelve one nicely hard-bound volume than a series of flimsy eight-leaf screeds, and that such screeds are seldom published in uniform sizes, but can you please, please, PLEASE remind your binder not to cut off the imprint information at the foot of the title leaf when s/he trims it down.
Thank you.
Sincerely,
nebroadwe
(the rare books cataloger awash in a sea of anonymized religious propaganda)
Dear Protestant Reformers and Catholic Counter-Reformers,
STOP. WRITING. Or I swear I will borrow a TARDIS, round you all up, and lock you in a basement beneath Augsburg so that you can martyr each other. I'm not kidding. Last man standing determines the course of Western Christendom, and nobody has to falsify an imprint to escape persecution ever again.
Sincerely,
nebroadwe
(the rare books cataloger who probably shouldn't be permitted to time travel) |
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| My first mofo! Woooot! |
[Jan. 6th, 2010|08:22 pm] |
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Well, not much of a mofo. Perhaps more of a headscratcher. Because....what else can one do but ponder the internal logic of somebody who comes into the library without their membership card, or any other form identification, and still expects to borrow books?
This lady's justification was that she'd just returned the previous lot of books she'd borrowed - wasn't that enough to prove who she was? Uhhhh.....no. Believe me, madam, I am in no way trying to impugn your good character. But - lets face it - those books could be anybody's. You could be returning them for your mother. Your neighbour. Hell. They could be your best friend's hairdresser's aunty's dog walker's books for all we know.
Cue big whine about how she doesn't have her card with her because she left her purse in her car. We offer to hold onto the books for her while she goes and gets it. Cue even bigger whine about how hot it is outside, and surely we don't expect her to walk all the way to her car and then all the way back again. She never actually divulged how far away it was parked but by the sounds it? Somewhere in Outer Mongolia.
So, eventually, she realised we weren't going to budge, and flounced out. Didn't come back. Perhaps I should feel guilty about inflicting such a shocking injustice but....eh. I'm sure I'll get over it. |
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[Jan. 4th, 2010|10:49 pm] |
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At my library, in order to get a card you have to show photo ID as well as proof of address, like a recent bill, piece of mail, lease etc. We will accept a drivers license alone if it was issued to the person in the past 3 months, but if it's been longer, then they need to have a bill or something as well.
Of course, people feel this is totally unreasonable. When I tell people I need mail or a bill in order to issue them a library card, they act like I asked for their first-born child's head on a platter.
The fact is, people move around a lot these days. And in this state, it's not mandatory to update your drivers' license when you move. So a license issued to you three years ago really does not prove that you still live at that address. It's proof of your identity, but not your residency in this town.
This morning a guy went off on me about how "crazy" it was that he needed mail as well as ID. I'm sorry, but I have no way of knowing that you still live at the address on the license that was issued to you in 2007. |
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| Bloomington Chess Club Meetings |
[Jan. 4th, 2010|02:14 pm] |
The Bloomington Chess Club meets every Tuesday starting at 7:00 pm on the second floor of The Irish Lion (west Kirkwood, next to the Crazy Horse). Meetings are over between 10:00 and 10:30 pm. No club membership is necessary; just show up and play. Beginners welcome.
More info at http://btownchess.com or email info@btownchess.com |
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[Jan. 3rd, 2010|11:50 am] |
Excuse me, but please don't get pissed at me when YOU are the one that comes into the library and tries to get a library card without having ANY form of ID with your current address on it. Do you think we just hand out library cards to anybody that wants one?
Also, to the girl who reported her card lost and wants to start using it again, you need to bring in some sort of ID with your name and address on it so we know it's you, and not a person who just happened to find your card. Don't get mad at me as I explain this and then you tell me your sob story about how you walked over a mile, in single digit temperatures, just to come here and you want to check out your CDs.... BLAH BLAH BLAH. I'm sorry, that's too bad. Maybe you should have called and asked first. |
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| Community Vigil for Don Belton |
[Dec. 30th, 2009|12:03 am] |
There will be a community vigil in memory of slain English professor Don Belton on Friday Jan 1st (New Year's Day), from 5:00-6:00 p.m. at the southeast corner of the courthouse square, across from the Trojan Horse. Please pass the word.
Don hadn't been at IU long, but those of us who had the privilege of knowing him, he was a pleasant, mild-mannered professor who went out of his way to help students. The world is a sadder place without him in it. |
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| Stupid MoFo Ingrate |
[Dec. 28th, 2009|04:20 pm] |
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Just because YOU are an absolute imbecile at the computer, impatient, insulting, complaining, and short tempered, how does that make ME rude?
You couldn't make your document one page. You asked for suggestions. I tell you to try changing your margins (make them smaller so more text will fit across, remember top, bottom, left, right), try changing both the font and the font size. I suggest using print preview to see what's exactly on the two pages so you can choose to print just the one you want. You still are clueless. You ask the other person on the desk.
I don't know why your change was rejected by the coinbox. Was my suggestion that maybe you try different coins or get change at Circulation so unreasonable? You're the idiot who can't scan your barcode or type your PIN in the right place. You did it wrong, thus, it didn't work. You're the asshole who kept putting your card away and kept having to dig for it. And do you even care that your ineptitude is holding up the other patrons? And you're pissign and moaning the whole time about how hard this is.
For once I kept my big fat mouth shut and didn't respond to your leading digs like, "This is a terrible system. Who approved this? The President? This isn't in color, why do I have to pay for color?" (BTW - her letter had a background graphic that looked to be in grayscale, and she chose to print it to a color printer) She said there should be training classes so I made sure to show her how not to time out, how to angle her card to get it to scan (because she complained about having to type all the numbers in).
Finally she gets her printout and she's finishing up. I know, just know, she's going to want to complain more, so I have a form ready for her to fill out. Sure enough, she asks where she can make a complaint. I give her the form and she begins to fill it out; she makes some more statements about how awful all these changes are. I listen to her, but I don't engage, knowing that there is no way I'm going to win this one. She want to speak to a "manager". Since we don't have one of those, obviously, I ask if she would like the Head of Ref or the Head of Adult Services. "I want to talk to someone since you're not answering me" (wait, what?!, I just answered you!)
So out comes the Head of Ref and they begin their conversation directly in front of the desk where I am trying to do phone reference. I say, verbatim, " May I respectfully request that you move just a bit, as I'm having difficulty hearing the patron on the phone?" They do. About 6 feet to the right. I'm left with no way to defend myself as she tells the boss I'm rude, I embarassed her, I didn't help her, etc. After my call, I try to stick up for myself to no avail. Why bother, right?
I have the extaordinarily bad luck to get every pissant patron who is MOA (Mad On Arrival). I am so sick of this. Where are all you supervisors when the next TWO patrons were so grateful for my help and that I "made his year" for the one guy? Nowhere, that's where. It's this one patron that will stand out and I will get blamed for not being nice enough. Eff you, you douchebags. I hate you all. |
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| El Fuego |
[Dec. 28th, 2009|02:47 am] |
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Last Sunday, someone started a fire in the women's restroom. I don't know who started it, but I ended it.
So, I've dubbed this patron "El Fuego" and have made him/her my new arch enemy.
Me: 1
El Fuego: 0
Your move, creep. |
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| Nuked |
[Dec. 26th, 2009|08:55 pm] |
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No Ma'am, you may not microwave your books to kill the germs.
:sigh: |
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