Miss Information is annoyed by all the noiseMiss Information has these days where she is just driven mad by any sort of noise. Wednesday was one of those days. For those of you who want to say something reassuring like "well, it's good that she works in a library, then", she would like to remind you that these aren't the 1950s. These are the days when anything goes in the library. Wednesday was one of those days, too.
First thing...babies. Singing babies. It went on and on and on. Right outside of Miss Information's usually tranquil workspace. Well, it wasn't non-stop singing. There were breaks for crying, whinging, and for some reason, whooping. Then the babies left. And were replaced by toddlers. Singing toddlers. The children's staff had such fun with the babies, they repeated the entire show for the toddlers. Same songs, same crying, same whooping. Oh, bliss.
At some point, Miss Information ventured out to the staff room to make some soothing herbal tea--only because she has run out of anything drinkable and discovered that the entrance to the staff room is where they park the strollers. There might as well have been a flaming pit separating her from her beverage so she went back to her desk and whimpered.
Then peace reigned for a short time and then there was a fire drill. Miss Information was informed later that she had left at the first-stage alarm and staff were supposed to wait for the second. Oh, darn. Isn't that too bad. All Miss Information knew was that she heard an alarm and left the building. Seemed sensible but apparently staff are supposed to be more like the band on the Titanic and sing hymns while everyone else saves themselves. Well, it isn't happening on Miss Information's shift, especially not on a day when the slightest noise is like torture.
After the fire drill, things settled down. Except that with the security upgrades, if you hold the staff door open for more than 30 seconds an alarm goes off. So, getting oh, about a hundred staff members unevaluated, made the door very nervous. Lots of alarms happening there.
Following that little adventure, Miss Information took her turn at the public service desk where a member of the public proceeded to use the electric pencil sharpener on every pencil in the entire world.
It was kind of a long day.