I am so done with this week. A Rant.
Jan. 31st, 2019 09:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ellery_queen52I've been starting to dislike my job more than I did. I'm a library page, which means lots of shelving, picking books off the shelves for interlibrary loans, picking up messes, answering basic questions like where the bathroom is. I used to be neutral about it but now I want to leave more, yet I still can't get a better job, which I would need to also live alone, which is another thing I want. It's not challenging me enough nor does it provide me with enough hours.
I also dislike about half the patrons for being disgusting people or toxic people. There was an antisemitic holocaust denial incident last year. There's a man who stinks permanently yet he's still allowed in to stink up half the upper mezzanine. He smells so bad the pages in general can't go near to shelve the books. I think the library is the only place that allows him. It's probably a medical condition he doesn't have incentive to deal with. He has several apple devices and they aren't old, so it's not that he's poor. There's also an aggressive older man who increased my fear of white men with certain facial types just by existing. He needs a permanent ban. There's an old woman lying through her teeth about whether her dog is a service dog. There was this guy who I swear called the library staff "the help".
Then there's the parents who are checked out and leave their kids to run all over. There was a mom who sucked at parenting so bad another patron (Fierce Old Lady who gets the old newspapers) scolded them while the mom looked on in embarrassment from across the room. That mom had been doing stuff on her phone while her kids ran around the lower levels playing tag and screaming. The children's librarian had to tell her twice to restrain her kids. Then she decided to check out the books and her kids started playing tag in the lobby while screaming some more. That was when the Fierce Old Lady scolded them. It was also a sunny day so they could have gone to the nearby park but no.
There was also the mom who was using a free computer while her son tried to attach himself to anyone who showed him interest and while her other daughters tried to avoid her son even though the mom had parentified them (she told them to watch him while she did the computer stuff). The little boy (walking, talking coherently, short stories) couldn't have been older than kindergarten and he was desperately lonely. He glommed onto me when I said hello and started talking to me like a tiny waterfall. His mom had dumped him in the picture books to amuse himself yet he couldn't read the books. His sisters did not want to watch him at all and were only watching him because their mom ordered them to so they lurked in the mystery cubbies while he wandered around trying to find them. They were about 10-ish and very close in age as well as in friendship. It was clear from the situation that the little boy wasn't wanted by either his mom or his sisters.
I also dislike about half the patrons for being disgusting people or toxic people. There was an antisemitic holocaust denial incident last year. There's a man who stinks permanently yet he's still allowed in to stink up half the upper mezzanine. He smells so bad the pages in general can't go near to shelve the books. I think the library is the only place that allows him. It's probably a medical condition he doesn't have incentive to deal with. He has several apple devices and they aren't old, so it's not that he's poor. There's also an aggressive older man who increased my fear of white men with certain facial types just by existing. He needs a permanent ban. There's an old woman lying through her teeth about whether her dog is a service dog. There was this guy who I swear called the library staff "the help".
Then there's the parents who are checked out and leave their kids to run all over. There was a mom who sucked at parenting so bad another patron (Fierce Old Lady who gets the old newspapers) scolded them while the mom looked on in embarrassment from across the room. That mom had been doing stuff on her phone while her kids ran around the lower levels playing tag and screaming. The children's librarian had to tell her twice to restrain her kids. Then she decided to check out the books and her kids started playing tag in the lobby while screaming some more. That was when the Fierce Old Lady scolded them. It was also a sunny day so they could have gone to the nearby park but no.
There was also the mom who was using a free computer while her son tried to attach himself to anyone who showed him interest and while her other daughters tried to avoid her son even though the mom had parentified them (she told them to watch him while she did the computer stuff). The little boy (walking, talking coherently, short stories) couldn't have been older than kindergarten and he was desperately lonely. He glommed onto me when I said hello and started talking to me like a tiny waterfall. His mom had dumped him in the picture books to amuse himself yet he couldn't read the books. His sisters did not want to watch him at all and were only watching him because their mom ordered them to so they lurked in the mystery cubbies while he wandered around trying to find them. They were about 10-ish and very close in age as well as in friendship. It was clear from the situation that the little boy wasn't wanted by either his mom or his sisters.
