Saturday, December 5, 2015
Ten enemies of my speedy shelving
Despite the fact that it turns out that I can shelve a full cart of fiction books in 12 minutes, the average number of carts I shelve in my (usual) hour of shelving is... one cart. If you're really good at math you may notice some mathematical discrepancies with this.
But math isn't everything, and there are many explanations for this that will leave math confused and grasping. Here are ten:
1. Slow, slow elevator.
2. The contemplation of every sip of the cappuccino I often drink during shelving hours.
3. Pesky patrons clogging up the aisles with all their book getting.
4. I stopped to briefly chat with 175 people on the way to the shelves.
5. At some point I realize, one can read these book things.
6. Was faintly insulted or irritated by some trifling thing on the managerial level and so was exacting payback with a work slowdown.
7. Took time to reacquaint myself with the collection so that when a patron comes to me and says "I'm looking for that book, you know, its sort of blueish and was kind of popular a few years ago." I know exactly what they're referring to.
8. Unaccountable staring into space for 32 minutes.
9. Involved in miscellaneous library business of the utmost importance.
10. Blog post.