While working here at the public library has been relatively sedate and easy so far ever since I started in September, today has been a pain in the ass. 1st a nasty irate lady called up today and was unnecessarily rude, so I put her on hold until she hung up. Now I'm back from lunch (Whataburger at P.'s house w/Ma) and people have been calling with the stupidest questions! "I want you to tell me about Linda Evans. She was on a mini-series with a talk dark-haired lady--what was her name?" "I heard a word on tv, 'dyslectomy', what does it mean?" "Is the college on Spencer closed today?" And of course, none of these questions are very reasonable. The taxpayers are just trying to get their money's worth, I suppose. I feel like Peter Falk in Murder By Death: "I work hard for $50 a day plus expenses."
And now I've just experienced an over-hour long conversation with a very interesting older patron who proceeded to tell me almost his life story. Fortunately, I did find him interesting and we actually had some things in common, such as music, Dave Ramsey (see below), Christianity, and parenting styles. It was funny though b/c once he took a break from me to go renew his library card, 3 library staffers rushed me at the desk to ask if I needed to be rescued, i.e, "called" to the back so I could get away! I said no, that I was fine. I really kind of liked hearing him talk. I know there are patrons whom we need rescuing from, from time to time, but I was fine with this old man.
Tonight I'm going on patrol. I'll work here until 5, then rush home, change into all my cop gear, re-load my shotgun Vasquez with approved ammo (I keep double-aught buck in it at home for protection, mwah-hah-hah! But they make us patrol w/#4 buckshot, so we are playing nicely out there, I guess), rack Woodrow my trusty sidearm, try to remember my watch and flashlights, inhale something to eat, cross myself, and head over to the substation by 7pm. Tonight I'll be with a regular, someone I've never met before, that the Sgt. set me up with, which was nice. I'll patrol until about midnight or 1am, whenever I get too sleepy for it to be safe.
Fun note: there was an article today on Msn.com money that talked about what professions were the safest drivers, in terms of not getting into accidents and not getting tickets. Librarian and Law Enforcement Officer were right at the top of the safe list, in fact, they were right next to each other. So boo! to all you friends and husbands of mine who accuse me of being a crazy driver! Love you, though! :-P
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