Thursday, April 07, 2005

Miss Information is annoyed by passive aggressive regulars

Miss Information likes it when people get directly to whatever stupid point they're trying to make. It saves a lot of time and energy. Besides, it usually means that she can do whatever you want her to do and return quickly to her preferred method of whiling away the work hours--you know, not having idiotic conversations with the customers.

Anyway, Guy-With-The-Eighties-Hair, you are here every damn day. You know how things work. You think those high school kids are making too much noise? Excellent. Miss Information is always willing to embarrass high school boys in front of their friends. (She does have some unresolved issues...) All you have to do is ask.

Instead of that you come to the desk and ask if this is "still a quiet study area". Listen up, pal, Miss Information is the sarcastic one in this relationship. You are a mere amateur in comparison. In addition, you must understand that phrasing the question that way makes her want to invite a mariachi band to perform live at the Reference Desk just to annoy you.

3 Comments:

At 5:52 PM, Blogger Stuart Thomson said...

Excuse me, erm uh Miss em Information. I eh was... just wondering, you know, about the eh... fact that I, um was just eh, you know, about the thing in the erm... anyway, I suppose I was just, um, thinking that, eh, that was maybe, you know, not the best, eh thing, so... I wanted to erm, you know, ask, um... what you might erm, have thought about... that?

Well at least I have a nineties hair cut.

 
At 6:53 PM, Blogger Tiny Little Librarian said...

Oh yeah, sister! Being a dickhead about stuff like that automatically makes me want to not find them that book/let them have the bathroom key/shush people/let them do whatever they're asking to do. You'd think people could figure that out...

 
At 11:26 PM, Blogger Stingaree said...

Ahh, a woman who thinks like I do. Having just come from dining with friends while trying to outshout an absolutely horrible mariachi band, there could be no greater satisfaction than bringing said band onstage against an annoying patron or, yikes!, a screaming tyke. I love the way your mind works.

 

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