tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36104112011-12-13T21:54:26.312-06:00Just smile and nod.Krazy Krafterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11081828760562947342noreply@blogger.comBlogger1681100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610411.post-30314219103399756372008-01-13T15:11:00.000-06:002008-01-13T15:14:00.597-06:00

I haven't worked in forever, but today I'm filling in at one of the "interesting" branches. We've been open 11 minutes and a guy just walked in with a genuine hobo-bag-on-a-stick. Wow. I miss this.

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college student: I think I left my disk here. Can you look? It's called "Loaner".me: [insert eye-rolling emoticon here]

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Hey ya'll! I'm back! No more pregnant belly to invite unwanted advice, comments, and observations from the crazies. Now I have the huge lactating boobs to attract attention. Oh well. At least people don't feel like it's acceptable to comment on that. (Yet.)My first day back we had to call the police because some guy threw another guy and his bike into the pond and then ran away really fast. yah,

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so I have have to send you this before I forget. I was just helping [the Conspiracy Theorist] schedule a computer. He was in a super bad mood and was all disgruntled over something and saying stuff under his breath. I didn't ask what his deal was and just kept scheduling a computer for him. And of course he had a stack of papers with him. He had placed them on counter and at one point hit them

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Question just asked "you don't have computers here with The Google on it do you?"From my library liason keeping me updated and entertained while I'm gone.

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Some crazy lady just came to the desk to tell us that "the toilet paper you have in the restroom is, quite frankly, just torturous". another email half an hour later:so she filled out a "speak out" form and said "please have a heart and get some new toilet paper. I have sore female parts after using it."From my library liason keeping me updated and entertained while I'm gone.

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This lady came up to the desk just now and wanted to ask me a tax question. Here was her lead in..."My glasses aren't working right now, blah, blah, blah tax question.."From my library liason keeping me updated and entertained while I'm gone.

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Well folks, I just wanted to let you know that I probably won't have anything to post here for awhile unless a good story comes via my coworkers. I'm taking off an unspecified amount of time from work because I have a baby on the way. I'm very relieved not to be there right now. The crazy people just have no sense of proper boundaries and had become increasingly intrusive in their questions about

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A pre-teen girl asked if she could call her mom to get a ride home. I said she could use our phone for that purpose, but we dial. She launched into some convoluted explanation about how her mom doesn't answer her phone if she doesn't know who is calling, so we would have to call her three times in a row before she would answer. Can anyone say "paranoia"?You know, if you drop your kid off at the

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This guy identifies the Library Seven Dwarfs: Homeless, Sleezy, Sleepy, Druggie, Drunky, Creepy and Perv.And is this one supposed to be cool? What's with the librarian casting flirtatious glances at the very young and very old men between the stacks? It looks more like the average male library patron's dreams than reality. Any female who has worked in a library for any length of time knows better

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Yesterday a lady knocked on the staff room door to tell a coworker that there was a man in the women's restroom smoking pot. My coworker went in there and asked the person (who was in a stall) if they were smoking (No.) Then she said, "Are you a man?" (yes.) She asked him why he was in the women's restroom and he told her he needed to use the toilet really fast and the men's room was occupied. Oh

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Already this week:Caught the graffitti vandals in the men's restroomI was addressed by a patron as "Big Mama"I was kissed by a regular (yikes)Was notified that there was an orange-ish bodily substance all over the walls, floor, and toilet in the men's restroom (the maintenance guy cleaned that one up, bless his heart)Was notified that someone had puked up rice on the carpet (how do you clean

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In the first hour we have been visited by:DraculaThomas the Tank EngineGiraffe and Lion twin girlsA HippieTiny black cata very large preschool class of cartoon charactersa homeless lady --oh wait, not a costumeSnow Whitepink fairypreschool pirateum...Mr. Clean?? (Kid with normal clothes, whiney attitude and blue latex cleaning gloves)Small purple dinosaurNapoleon Dynamite (minus the fro)Spider

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Until today, I thought paper cutters were self explanatory.This lady was making copies for about an hour. I think she went through almost a full ream of paper. About every five minutes she would get some setting screwed up on the copier and I would have to go fix it. At one point her copies started coming out on 8.5X14 instead of 8.5X11. I told her she could cut the excess off the bottom instead

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Large young male patron calls me over to his computer. He seems somewhat angry.Him: How do you get this to work?[Since he is currently using word and has a paragraph already typed, I am not sure what his question is.]Me: What do you need to do?Him: TypeMe: Well it looks like that is what you are doing already.Him: How do you make it work?Me: I'm not sure I understand what you are trying to do.Him

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Trying to help an old lady with the computer (while breathing through my mouth because of the stench)Me: Type your library card number in that box.Her: That number?Me: Yes.Her: That big long number?Me: Yes.Her: Right now?Me: Yes, right now.[Eventually she gets mostly logged in, then the internet usage agreement screen pops up.]Me: click "agree".Her: What am I agreeing to?Me: That you will not use

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An elderly lady brought a piece of junk mail to the desk. It was the kind that is disguised to look like airmail and it said something about an African country on the front, but there was US postage and a US return address on the back. The poor little lady was all disturbed because she didn't know anyone in that country and why would they send her a letter? (It was unopened. I wondered if she

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A young man smelling of super-condensed cigarette smoke asked if there was a bus that went from this town to the neighboring town. He informed me that he just got out of jail and they took his car. He had to be at work at Safeway in four hours to decorate cakes. "What will people do if I am not there to decorate their cakes?"I told him they would probably have crappy birthdays, so I attempted to

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Lady: Do you have any books on music supervisors?Me: [doing a keyword search] Can you tell me what you mean by "music supervisor"?Her: You know. It's like your job only it's the person who picks out music for movies.Oh! I see. It's exactly like my job...only not at all.

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I was showing a lady how to use the OPACs. She wanted books on Italian art. Eventually she suggested searching for the Sistine Chapel. So I type it in. her: "X"me: "what?"her: "It should have an 'x'"me: "where?"her: "s-i-x.."me: "um, I'm pretty sure it's spelled with an 's'"I love having people watch me type.

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Problem: "The computer won't take my card!"Solution: "That's your Hollywood Video card."I almost felt bad pointing that out.

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"I need phonics tapes." I give her a Hooked on Phonics kit with flash cards, cassettes, some little book, etc. "It's not a video. Is this good for a four year old?"Same lady (a really annoying grandparent reader) was very impressed with her volunteer status and even though she kept asking me for help for every little thing she wanted, she would butt in to answer any time someone else asked me a

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A grungy looking man came into the children's library yesterday. He asked if we had a pair of scissors he could use to trim his hair. My coworker wisely told him we didn't have any for that purpose.

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There is this little preschool girl we see on a regular basis. She is so talkative and demands your entire attention. No wonder her mom sends her to talk to us. She wants a break. One day she was very insistent that she needed "printheth movies." Apparently it didn't matter what kind as long as they contained substatial coverage of princesses.Another day she stood in front of me at the desk going

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I can't think of a title for this one, but a few weeks ago, I was manning the greeter desk when this dude walked by and then stopped and said "One day at band camp..." I looked at him blankly, which prompted him to repeat himself: "One day at band camp..." Finally he clarified. "You remind me of that chick on American Pie."Because that was a discussion I did not want to participate in, I told him

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Yesterday afternoon, an older lady approached the guard and asked if he could come outside and help her. It seemed that when she pressed the remote alarm on her key chain, the wrong car beeped back at her. She told him, "I know that is not my car. My car doesn't have that rack on top or those buttons on the door." He took the keys, walked over to the car in question, unlocked it with her keys,

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Coworker and I watched a man walk deliberately to our desk. When he was at an appropriate distance, my coworker said nicely, "May we help you?" He brusquely replied "NO YOU MAY NOT," and without breaking stride walked right past the desk.

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At the same time I was helping the 2.5 cent haggler (below), I was also attempting to help an older lady: 1. learn how to use the microfilm reader, 2. locate two specific items in the paper, and 3. print them out. This is much more complicated than you might imagine. She didn't want to buy a full-value print card either because she only needed to print out 2 pages. (She ended up printing 10.)She

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I was explaining the rather complex printing process to a woman the other day. She didn't want to purchase a full-value ($1) print card because she only needed to print 3 pages. I gave her an empty card and told her the smallest amount she could add to the card was 40 cents, even though 3 copies at 12.5 cents would only be, what? 37.5 cents? (I don't know what brilliant mind decided to charge

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So far my new job has proven to be rather dull (with the exception of one very ditzy coworker), but I did happen upon something interesting when visiting a branch one day. A man in his mid to late 20s was seated at a table right in the middle of the library working on a craft project. He had his hot glue gun plugged in, and his supplies spread out. As I passed the table I got a better look at his

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This incident did not happen at my library, but I would not have been terribly shocked if it had. A man asked if he could kiss a woman's feet as part of his so-called sociology experiment. Um...riiiight.

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I started working part time in another library system (you know, so I will have that many more opportunities for stories to blog about), and I have to go through the training for that system. One of the new hires I am training with consistently calls it "the liberry." How do you get a job when you can't even properly pronounce your place of employment? ha.

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Female customer: I need a dictionary.Me: OK. A regular dictionary?Her: Well...I need one with a lot of words.Me: [blank look--don't they all have a lot of words?]Her: [as I show her our selection of dictionaries, including the OED] My son is writing a school report on the old court house and it has words in there I don't know...like "tier".

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A gentleman (wearing a short sleeved work shirt and well-worn brown work gloves) walked into the computer lab and looked around quietly before approaching the desk. "Do you have to have a library card to use the computers?" "No, I can give you a temporary number." "Ok, what do you need to do that?" "Just tell me your name, and I'll print you one up." "Oh that's ok," he said, and started to walk

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Today an old man told me I am prettier that Scarlett Johanssen. A very nice compliment indeed, considering. Too bad it's not true! He also told me I don't look a day over 18...also not true. But I'll take it.

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Another old lady caller left a message asking us to look up the "trips for today that they list in the paper" because she lost her paper. I have never noticed such a feature in the paper, so I called her back to clarify her request. After some discussion, I determined she was talking about the community events calendar.I guess when you are 87, getting out to see the rose show down the street

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I'm still here. It's not that stuff quit happening...It just takes a particular frame of mind to find humor in the every-day oddities one encounters in this place. I guess I haven't been in that space in awhile since I haven't felt compelled to write anything down recently.A message on the phone this morning roused me out of my lethargy. The older, female caller demanded to know "How late is the

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As any user of public libraries knows, books are not always where they should be. I was once again (for like the third time since I got here today) helping someone locate a book in the young adult section. I looked where it should be, I looked where it might be, I looked in the adult fiction, and finally gave up and told the young couple I would request the book from another library. They said

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An old man looked at my coworker and then at me. We both asked if we could help him. He chose me to trust with his request for a particular tax form. When my coworker walked away, he said he picked me because I was younger and he thought I would know more. The irony is that I could not find what he was looking for and had to ask my coworker to help me. Of all times to get lost on IRS.gov...I

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The Conspiracy Theorist is hanging around my desk waiting for a computer, so I try to be friendly and strike up a conversation.Me: What are you going to do to celebrate St. Patrick's Day?CT: I'm not. I'm Irish."...Irish don't wear wear green. They wear white. That's the color St. Patrick wore when he came to Ireland from Scotland and saw the Lochness monster. "So Irish people don't wear green to

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One of the shelvers found a cup of beer back in a cubicle where one of our regularly inebriated regulars sits.

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Stuck in the Stinky Room again today. The regular person is on vacation. This morning started off with a bang. The scheduling software update was not completed in time, so I spent the first 15 minutes of opening telling people repeatedly that they could not log on yet, and no, I didn't know when they would be able to. One guy who kept trying to log on turned out to be deaf, so I had to start

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6:40 I pass the ref desk on my way back from lunch and the reference librarian is trying to find some medical service and/or transportation for the cougher. I guess someone finally complained.6:41 Girl wants to know if she is allowed to put a diskette in the computer.7:00 Some guy's cell phone goes off and he lets it ring as he walks out. At least he didn't answer it here, but seriously, do

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I'm stuck in the Stinky Room today (that would be the computer lab) so this is technically not a Ref Grunt. It's just a disgruntled grunt.2:15 Middle-aged blonde woman who is always in here (and always asks the same questions about how to use the computer) asks me if she can go in the conference room to make a phone call. It's a business call. Someone has emailed her to get some sort of quote and

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Male Caller: I am returning a call from Michelle.Me: This is the reference desk, and we don't have a reference librarian by that name.MC: Well, I'm quite sure someone named Michelle just left me a message.Me: If you want to tell me what you needed, perhaps I can assist you.MC: I was trying to order a book online and it won't let me.Me: Ok, our online system is not working properly, but I can help

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I just thought of a new slogan for libraries.The Library: Concierge for Poor PeopleI need to copyright that.

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Conspiracy Theorist has found that he can ask us questions by phone now so we get frequent calls along these lines:"I want a picture of the gray body bags.""Gray body bags?""yes, I want to know if the navy uses gray body bags.""The Navy?""Yes, I need to know what color of body bags each branch of the service uses. Does the Navy use gray body bags? I need a picture of them."I don't really know

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So this nice old man came and stood a few feet from the ref desk just looking at us. We asked if we could help him and he grabbed his head like he was in pain. Then he said, "No, I just ate some ice cream. It was good!" Then he pounded the desk and said emphatically, "I want more!"A little later he came back and stood peeking at me over my monitor. He mumbled something that sounded like "I see

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Then some guy came in and told us that the vehicle next to his had apparently been broken into. The passenger door was ajar and things were strewn about outside. The trusty guard was on lunch and didn't answer his phone (wth?) so I went out to investigate. There was a brand new Toyota Sienna and sure enough, the passenger door was open about a foot. There was nothing on the ground outside the van

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So we have this old man who calls us a lot who seems to think he is the one-man FEMA Auxiliary. He always has questions about the library's disaster preparedness resources.He called the other day and said, "I have a job for you." You know that is never a good sign when a customer introduces their request thusly. I should start saying, "No thanks. I already have a job." But whatever. I asked how I

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The alternatively housed constituents of our library often carry unique scents, but tonight was a first. "History John" smelled like pancakes and maple syrup.

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I wish I could adequately convey what a crazy day we have had in library land. For starters, the quarterly book sale just opened, so we have all that madness going on. (If you don't know, used booksellers are freakishly competitive.)I call from a guy who wanted to know the translation of the title of a French movie."It's called V-A space S-A-V-I-O-R""Ok, I'll look it up on the internet movie

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We have this regular patron who insists that the lights and computers are creating an "electric magnetic field" that does bad things to her. Oddly enough, only the florescent lights in the computer room seem to cause her any distress, and whenever she comes in there to make copies, she insists on having the lights turned off. I was initially told we did not have to accomodate this request (even

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Roy G. Biv strikes again. Here's my incident report.About 7:00, a lady called and said her 15 year old daughter was studying in the library with a friend this evening. The friend got up to get something and an adult male came and sat down at the table with her daughter. From the description, I knew immediately that she was talking about Roy G. Biv. He was still in the area, and I had already had

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A middle aged man came to the ref desk to borrow the Value Line. A little while later, as I walked through the reference stacks, I saw him reclining on the floor in the 700s perusing the VL.

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One of our former "regulars" has returned (hereafter refered to as Roy G. Biv). He creeps me out a bit, even though he is never hostile. He is just too friendly...and he always wants to shake my hand.Tonight he commented on the startling color of my coat. He asked if he could have 30 seconds of my time to discuss it. So we talked, and then he shook my hand, thanked me for my 30 seconds and

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Patron: Do you have the number for channel 27?Me: I might be able to find it for you.P: See, they called me, or they called for the guy who runs backwards, so I guess they want to talk to me.Me: okP: Yah, smiles for miles. smiles not frowns.Me [breaking the rules of non-engagement]: so you run backwards?P: Yah, backwards, forwards, in circles, all around. It's a freestyle run. For smiles not

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You know you work with a lot of people who are on the front side of the computer-knowledge bell curve when your instructions consistently sound like this:"Click 'ok'...with the mouse."

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I love it when people ask for really technical, highly specific, academic or scientific material. (Not.) We never have it, and they just cannot fathom why. Tonight two guys asked me if we had any books on "experimental gopeds" or "just 'experimental'" or, failing that, "power boards" (which are apparently motorized skateboards. No, no, and no. I told them, "yah, well, we're not very cutting edge.

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I have not updated in forever. It is not for lack of stuff going on, though. December was such a crazy month I couldn't even figure out where to start writing. Maybe this month I will get inspired to tell stories again. I have a lot of catching up to do!

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Mumbling guy: WhereCouldIFindtheHowTo?Me: How to what?MG: shtrckMe: sheetrock?MG: yehstrckbathrmI checkMe: We don't have any books specifically on sheetrocking. How about if I give you the area for general home repair books?MG: homerepairokI hand him the paper with the call number on it.MG: IDontUnderstandWhatDoesThisDo?

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Wow.Outfit of the night[worn by caucasian male, about 41 years old, 6 feet plus]Dark tinted glassesBlack Wrangler jeansBlack t-shirt with brighly colored Mickey Mouse design on front...sleeves and lower portion of shirt cut off. He had a good 6 or 7 inches of midriff showing. Topped off with long, stringy hair and a beligerant, argumentative attitude. Clearly the winner.

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"Do you have the book This Side of Paradise?"Yes, it's in Fiction under "Fitzgerald".2 minutes later: "It's not there."I go look. It was there. 90% of the time it is.Conspiracy Theorist: "There is no librarian in the Media Center.""What do you need?""I need a librarian in the Media Center.""Well, I guess if there is no one, you are going to have to tell me.""I need help."I help a man find

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Speaking of the men's restroom, I just found out recently that there are not supposed to be any paper towels in there. One (or more) of our regulars has a weird compulsion to stuff them all in the toilets.The guard caught him recently stuffing those tissue paper seat covers in the toilet and made him use the plunger to clear the blockage. I might have already written about that.

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When I came to work this afternoon, the men's public restroom was taped off with caution tape so people could not go in. I just now thought to ask why. Apparently someone puked all over the floor.And no one is available to clean it up UNTIL TOMORROW MORNING!!!! Is it just me or is that freaking ridiculous?

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Caller: "Hi I have another research question. I want to know if there is a book I can look at that just lists American journalists throughout history. I am looking for this guy Charles A. Dana."She then told me everything she knew about him. He was born in 1809 or something. I pulled up several biographical essays in Biography Resource Center, told her what I found and offered to email the

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Man holding up a magazine: "Where can I get a repo of this?"Copy machines are over there -->.Old man: "I'm looking for books on brain engines."(Both of us on the desk thought he said "brain" engines. Turns out he was saying "marine engines".

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A patron asked for "a lemon tree book on math."After the librarian switched the conversation to Spanish, she deduced that he meant "elementary".

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A piece of scrap paper with the following written on it:Black MagickWITCHCRAFTVOODO"Conspiracy" was crossed out.

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Tonight our security guard was in the men's restroom and he heard a prolonged rustling of paper coming from the handicapped stall. He became suspicious and peeked over the door and saw a guy stuffing seat covers into the toilet. We have been having a problem with someone (or someones) doing this on a regular basis. We may have caught our perpetrator. The guard and the male librarian on duty gave

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I wasn't @ work today @ my library, but my coworker kept me in the loop via email:mom and teenage daughter (who looked like she was 30) come to the desk. Mother hands me a paperback book and points to the spine and asked what the sticker means (it was a D). I said that means the authors name starts with a D. That's how we file paperbacks by authors last name. Her: "well isn't there any rating

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I changed my template. Not sure I like it, but oh well. Who cares. Apathy reigns @ your library.

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"I'm looking for the book Cohousing." "Ok, it's checked out right now, but I can put you on the waiting list for it.""I'm interested in talking to the person who has the book. Can you attach my information and let them know?""What?""You know, since they are interested in cohousing, I would like to talk to them and see if we could get together.""No. That is not a service we provide."

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A normal looking woman asked me if I knew when we were going to get book seven of the Harry Potter series. I know we have the most recent HP book, but I didn't know what number it is, but while I was still processing the question she helped me out by saying, "I've already read book 6, Harry Potter and the Half-blood Prince.""So...have they even anounced the release of the seventh book?""No, but I

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My coworker (of the muffin man incident) went to gas up her car. The station was quite busy with lines at every pump. After a few minutes she realized the guy in front of her was not pumping gas. When he got out of his car and proceeded to wash his windows she recognized him as The Farter. She waited while he washed his windows, but when he started washing the body of the car with the little gas

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A couple of teenage girls try to tell me how to do my job. So why do you need my help again? Later a pre-teen boy does the same thing. I know him to be rather intelligent, so I use the search he suggested anyway. It didn't work any better than my idea.

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My coworker walked past a guy just as he was breaking off a piece of the nice, moist muffin sitting in front of him. Pieces of it were falling onto the freshly steam-cleaned floor. "No food in the library," she said.A few minutes later, he came up to the desk to inquire insolently if that meant "no food in the library" or "no eating in the library" because he said, "I was not eating it. I was

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Here's a very intersting list by a deceased librarian.Lies They Tell Us At Library School.

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A lady told me to "put this title and author in [the computer] and find another book like it."I tried to explain that if I put a specific title and author in, I would only get THAT PARTICULAR BOOK as a result.She said, "Well, I'm looking for another one like this that is by two doctors."Ok, I can work with that.

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A teenager asked me for a temporary internet pass. Me: What's your last name?Him: Uh........Jones?Me: First name?Him: Uh.......I'm not sure. Whatcha got?Me: I'm asking you what your name is.Him: Oh.....Jacob.Now see? That wasn't so hard was it?

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Whiney Woman: [big sigh] Who ripped off a waste basket? There used to be one here for years and years. [sigh]I found out tonight that for some inexplicable reason, the janitorial staff had stacked the trash cans and left them in a storage room under a stairwell. They are now fused together. I guess they were tired of emptying them. The recycle trash cans in some departments went unemptied for a

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Man: "I was wondering if you were hiding the [neighboring city] phone book."Yes, we were bored.

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Young male caller: "Do you have a book for a 1999 Cadillac Catera blipty blop?"Me: What kind of book?YMC: "Like electrical repair and stuff diggety doo."Me: Yes, we have Mitchells and Chiltons.YMC: "That should do it. Can I check them out Doodidoo?"Me: No, but you can make copies.YMC: "And how much are copies these days jigety do?"Me: 15 cents.YMC: "I'm just a poor college student, but I'll see

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Caller: Do you have books?Ref Lib: Yes, what are you looking for?Caller: Anything.

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We recieved a visit from our exuberant friend who is going to invite us to her going-away party sometime next year. She only talks in one volume and finds life in general to be hysterically funny. Consequently, she cackles constantly. It's really quite amusing.She wanted us to order a cd for her by Sam, Sham, and the Pharoahs, titled Red Riding Hood. She said, "It's about me. I'm going to dye my

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The Conspiracy Theorist's Impossible Question of the Day:CT: I need to know about blood lines.Beleagered Librarian: Which ones?CT: All of them.BL: You're going to have to narrow it down.CT: European blood lines.BL: And what did you need to know about them?CT: Everything.BL: CT, You know that's not possible. Come on.Due to the magnitude and unending nature of his needs, he has been given a quote

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A homeless-looking young man wanted information on squatter's rights.Ten minutes later, a woman asked for a map delineating all the land in the county by private ownership, county ownership, and public property. She was looking for a place to park her camper for free while she was working. I don't think we have such a map. Fortunately, my long-winded coworker handled that one. He baffles people

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After walking a couple through the computer sign-up process (with great difficulty), the smelly man commented, "A paper sign-up sheet would be a lot easier." I inadvisedly answered, "Not for us."He replied, "Well, it's supposed to be for us."Which, of course, is true, but what people don't realize is that in the long run it would cause more problems for them too. We avoid most (but not all)

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From The Conspiracy Theorist: "Who owns Oxford University?"From a frequent Trivia Caller: "In Africa, there is a tribe of tall people called the Watusis. What are the short people called?" Me: I believe you must be thinking of Pygmies. She didn't believe me. I tried to explain that the designation of "pygmy" encompassed many different African tribes of short people and because of that original

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Lady calls with several book requests. She would like to reserve Black Music. "Black Music?" I question. Yes. I search our catalog, but find nothing at least in a novel format. I try Amazon.com. My first few tries yield no results. I use the author's name and come up with Beach Music. Her: "Oh. That must be it."Next request: Marcy Dobbs Investigator. Thanks to Amazon again, I finally determine

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Caller: I need to know what branch of the government is responsible for Indian affairs.Me: Do you mean Native Americans or Asian Indians.Caller: American IndiansI do a web search for the Bureau of Indian Affairs as I attempt to clarify the question. I was wondering if she expected an answer of Judicial, Legislative, or Executive. Fortunately the answer "Department of the Interior" satisfied her.

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The Conspiracy Theorist had two very difficult questions for me the other day. He wanted to know who supported Israel; not which countries, but which people.Next, he wanted to know which people were Communists.

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My husband visited me for the first time at work. He found a DVD he liked and asked me if it cost money to rent it... MY HUSBAND!!

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A guy asked me a question (did we have the Sound of Music on VHS) and then stood there thumping the desk impatiently. THEN he walked around the desk and took a book off the cart next to me. Without asking. Then he carried it away. All without asking. I was only "de-new-ing" them, so it didn't matter in this case, but it could have. In what alternate reality is that considered OK?

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Without preamble a mail carrier in a dirty uniform says:"What I'm looking for is a 2007 calendar showing the full moons."Here I have a list of the dates. Will that work?"Well, I really need a calendar. Don't you have anything like that in the library?"Most likely, everything we have will just be in a list form like this. We don't have our 2007 calendars yet."What I really need is a calendar."[The

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One night the Asian guard showed me a copy of a local free-paper that had printed the names, addresses and photos of all the registered sex offenders in our town. He pointed to one picture and said that guy worked at a bowling alley he had been assigned to earlier in the week. The guard firmly believed the "offender's" claim that he had been falsely accused and had never even been tried or

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Exciting day at the library! I finally saw the puppet guy. Unfortunately I did not have the opportunity to talk to him. Or actually, I should say I was not able to talk to the puppet, because all interactions with the duo have to be addressed to the puppet. When I saw them, they had selected several CDs for their listening pleasure and were perusing the audio books. Just for the sake of the

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We have this lady who predictably saunters in near closing and then needs excessive amounts of help accomplishing her research and internet surfing. Sure enough, one hour and fifteen minutes before closing she drifts in. I'm sure we will have to kick her out after the final closing announcement. As usual.

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How often does someone actually "sidle" up to you? A creapy guy with clip-on shades attached to his spectacles sidled up to me and said, "I don't suppose you have a weight scale?" Now why the heck would I have one of those?

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The Conspiracy Theorist's continued research into the assasination of JFK has led him to begin investigating Noah's Ark and its final resting place on Mount Ararat.

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