Thursday, June 26, 2008

Ridiculous Complaint of the Day

"How come your murals don't have any white people in them?"

(Um, they totally do.)

Sunday, June 22, 2008

A book is a book, dude.

Guy: Can I count the Bible for Summer Reading?

Me: Sure, the Bible counts as a book.

Guy: A book? But there are 66 books in it!

Friday, June 20, 2008

Guest Writer-- Michael

Michael is a sub liberrian @ the lib. He gave me these 2 vignettes to blog:


"I don't trust history books. History is always written wrong. I don't believe the pyramids were built like they say they were!"

After this guy made this statement the conversation between the two strangers completely stopped.


Me at Children's Ref desk with a big cart of JV B Weeds.

A young girl approached the desk and asks "Do you have this book?" and points to a reading list. I respond "Why yes I do! It's right here on this cart of books to get rid of!"

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Barnes and ?

Today I found a book at the downtown branch liberry. The customer couldn't wait the 3 to 5 days for delivery, and he didn't want to drive downtown. So he said, I'll just to to Barnes and Books.

My YA craft-- t-shirt deco

Today I did the t-shirt deco craft. It's the one where the kids can cut up the shirt or puffy paint it or whatever. Most kids wrote "I love my mom and dad" or "I love Jesus" or "I love the library" or just painted their name. However, one little brat wrote "everybody sucks but me."

The kids made quite a mess-- I scrubbed the tables for 45 minutes trying to remove the puffy paint all over the tables. I'm so glad that craft is over; next week should be easier.

Sunday, June 15, 2008


Guy: Can you find me a book on Ozzy Osbourne?


Guy: He's a rock star. And a vampire.


Guy: Yes: someone who has teeth that come out from his mouth, and then they bite people.

Friday, June 13, 2008

You just have to get lucky

Background: This patron, call him Andrew, asked me to meet him for coffee sometime. (Obviously I said no).

Andrew comes to the desk and asks why he has to wait an hour for the computer while the person behind him in line got right on the computer without a wait. I explained to Andrew that we can't predict when someone will get up early. It is just the way the system works; you have to get lucky to not have to wait.

He replied, yeah, just like you have to get lucky in who dates you.

Friday the 13th

Today I ran out of complaint forms at the ref. desk.

  • Too many people were angry that they had to wait for a computer.
  • The people who use the dominoes complained that the pieces were filthy.
  • One woman came to the desk to tell me this is bad (started off like a complaint) ... [she is] addicted to this place; I've been here 3 or 4 days in a row.
  • A crazy woman wanted me to appraise a painting that she owns. She needs to take it to Antiques Roadshow, not the public liberry.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Vet guy

There's a guy who has been coming to the lib recently in search of a job. He wants to be a vet's assistant, or, wants a job having to do with animals.

Since he used up his 2 hours of internet time, he asked me if I could look on craigslist for him. He told me to search for pet urns. Yes... he wants to work for a place that sells pet urns.

Old man

Yesterday an old man came to the desk asking for a college catalog. I didn't have one because all of the catalog info is online. Then he asked me if the local university has an astronomy program. He's interested in getting a masters in astronomy so he can learn about all the UFO sightings.

Friday, June 06, 2008

Car Repair

Man looking for car repair books: and I floored it just to see what would happen, and it burnt lotsof rubber!

Phone call

Hello this is Amy, how can I help you today?

Man on phone: I'll give you a choice. You can either answer my question or send me money.


Yesterday a kid about 10 years old played a flute-like instrument in the liberry. He was with his mother and his tutor, and both of them thought it was fine. Fortunately he only played a few notes.

Then they left because his brother would not stop crying/screaming. Goodbye!