From the moment I got a phone, a real phone, my effectiveness as a library employee has been on a roller coaster ride. There was a small dip at the start as I discussed phones incessantly with all my co-workers and texted them from six feet away. Then I, metaphorically, climbed quickly as I found podcasts and audiobooks and became one of the most quietly dedicated shelvers and materials processors the library has ever known. But, of course, what goes up must come down, and I have never known a quality shelver who stayed a quality shelver. Somehow we all get distracted. For the industrious types it's usually by some niche library project they can obsess and stew over to their hearts content. For me the downfall was finding out that I could insert Peanuts characters into random pictures I took of my library.
What a thrilling, heedless fall it was! I plunged, hands in the air and a look of terrified ecstasy on my face. But that too had to level out finally. All those co-workers saying "You sure do like that phone, don't you?" And all those library patrons saying "Ahem."
"Oh." I say startled. "Were you there long?"
"Just a few minutes really."
"Do you want to see a picture of Charlie Brown's little sister Sally, in the library?"
I'm not through the roller coaster yet. I'm still whizzing along, though it's more level in its twisty way now. I've combined the two divergent elements. The other night I shelved every single one of our requests, three carts worth. It's amazing how much one can get done quickly when one applies oneself. Fortunately I had a reward; with no requests left to shelve there really wasn't anything left for me to do except edit pictures.
"Ahem." You say?
Want to see a picture of Charlie Brown's little sister Sally, in the library?
Oh, you're still here? How nice.
Do you want to see one where she's delighted about having asked the Children's Librarian a question?
For a lot more pictures like these, visit Life is a Fountain, the Stolen page.
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