We have one fewer computer than we do circ desk librarians, which means that we are forced to play musical patrons when there is a crowd around the desk, which there often is, because our circulation software was apparently typed out by a billion blindfolded retarded monkeys on a fermented kiwi fruit bender after having been given a fifteen minute time limit instead of the customary billion years, so that it takes forever for each book to process. The circulation desk, by the way, is too small for the number of people who work behind it regularly. For some unknown reason, a lot of them didn’t speak English very well, so we had to show them on the computer that the book was returned, and we knew the book was returned, and we weren’t going to charge them any money, so could they please stop shouting at us in Bulgarian. So today we were swamped with customers, all of whom were complaining because they were getting outdated overdue notices of books they had already returned because some bozo forgot to send out the messages on time. Needless to say, my job involves heavy interaction with the public. I just wanted to say that I work circulation and reference at a small academic library here while studying for my masters degree in the evening, and we’re just getting busy again after the holiday break. I don’t have any lonely jobs to add here. The fellow really did have a girlfriend – it was one of the chickens with which he had been provisioned.Ĭome spring, the fellow was flown out and institutionalized. My uncle figured he was just making it up to pass the time. The relationship of which he spoke started getting more and more serious and intimate. One fellow, who was on the winter/night shift, started talking about his girlfriend during the radio transmissions. Back when my uncle was being flown about the arctic, there were a handful of meteorologists who spent six month shifts in remote huts on their own. Geordie has one heck of a tale of a fellow with the loneliest job. My uncle Gordie, who now is a lighthouse keeper on Machias Seal Island, used to watch ice in the arctic by being flown about it in a Lancaster (he raised his family on Baffin Island, and one of his sons-in-law is now a meteorologist at Eureka on Ellesmere Island). Isn’t there a WX post or something on Ellesmere Island? Tho I don’t think it is solo.įunny you should mention those.
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