Alone and Unobserved

Me: (Shutting a book with a bang) Oh I hate myself so much right now.

Coworker: (Startled look)

Me: Well, more than usual, at least.

Coworker: What happened?

Me: I asked the library to buy this book, and then when it came in I let it sit on my desk for two months. I went to renew it just now but I couldn’t because there’s a hold on it for someone else, and we only have this one copy. So now that I can’t keep it, I finally opened it up and it’s really good! Or at least the chapter or so of it that I’ve read. WHYYYYYYY—

Coworker: Yup. Happens to all of us.

Me: —YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

Patron: Are you familiar with Italy?

Me: …somewhat. What did you need to know?

Patron: Have you ever heard of a place called “Two-Scanny”?

Me: Tuscany? It’s a region in Italy.

Patron: Because I have this olive oil, supposed to be Italian, but all it says is “Made in, uh, Tooscany.” So that’s in Italy?

Me: Yep.

Patron: You sure?

Me: (Internal sigh)

Patron: Do you know who is Karl Marx?

Me: Yup.

Patron: Do you know who is… Rita Eng Hell?

Me: What? Who?

Patron: Rita Eng Hell. You know who is?

Me: I… I’m not sure.

Patron: Er, Eng-gell.

Me: Oh, Engels. Yes, I do.

Patron: (Gives me a crafty look.) Is he… or is she?

Me: Well, I know of a specific Engels who was a he, but there are other Engels who are she’s.

Patron: You are sure??

Me: Yep, I’m sure.

Patron: Is right! Russian people think, Karl Marx, and his wife, Engels! Hahahaha!

Me: Ahahahaha…

I was at the corner store yesterday to buy a few necessities, and I ended up in line at the checkout counter behind an attractive, blond, college-age couple who were buying some random groceries.

Cashier: That’ll be thirty-seven dollars.

Woman: (Holds out credit card.)

Man: No, no, I’ll get this. (Holds out his own card.)

Cashier: Well, I have to let the guy pay, if he offers. (Smiles knowingly and takes man’s credit card.)

Me: (Teeth grinding)

What the fuck is wrong with people? “I have to let the guy pay”? What is this, the Fifties? Oh wait, it’s Utah, so yes it is. AAAAAARRRGGGGHHHH

[Note: I have no idea how the woman felt about having her offer to pay declined; I didn't see her face. She may have expected it, if they were on a date, or whatever. Still, dating norms are fucked up, too.]

I have this conversation with patrons at my library far, far too often.

Patron: I need item X.

Me (reading catalog record): Looks like it’s all checked out, but there’s a copy due in a couple days. I can’t promise it’ll be brought back in time, but I can place a hold on it for you. That way you’d get the next copy that checks in.

Patron: Sounds good.

Me: All right. Where do you want to pick it up?

Patron: Library Branch Y.

[I place the hold.]

Me: Okay, you’re first in line for that item.

Patron: Uhhhhh…. maybe I should pick it up at Branch Z instead?

Me: It’s up to you. I can change the hold.

Patron: I need it as soon as possible. Which will be faster, Branch Y or Z?

Me: It probably won’t make a difference.

Patron: Well, where will it be turned in?

Me: It could be returned to any of our locations. There’s no way to know in advance.

Patron: Okay, how long would it take to get to Branch Y once it’s turned in?

Me: [Pounds head on desk]

Patron: How long would it take to get to Branch Z?

Me: [Catatonia; writhing]

Patron: I need it by Tuesday. What day did you say it would be brought back?

Me: [DEATH]

Me: S— Public Library, this is Sean.

Patron: Do you have federal tax form blanks?

Me: I’m sorry, do we have federal tax form what?

Patron: Do you have blank federal tax forms?

Me: I don’t know what you mean by “blank” forms, but we have forms that haven’t been filled out.

Patron: “Sold out”?

Me: Filled out.

Patron: (pauses, then laughs; speaks slowly) Do you have forms there for me to pick up?

Me: (internal sigh) Yes, we do.

Patron: And are they federal and state, or just federal?

Me: We have both.

Patron: Thank you. Good-bye. *click*

This is a phone call I received this morning at the library.

Little Old Lady: I’m computer illiterate, and I’m at a library where the people aren’t too smart. What I want to know is, the picture on the desktop, how do you make it larger or smaller?

Me: I’m sorry, ma’am, but that’s not something I can really explain over the phone [especially not to someone who is computer illiterate].

LOL: You can’t just tell me how to do it?

Me: I’m sorry, not over the phone. That’s something you’re going to need to get someone to show you in person.

LOL: No hints or anything?

Me: I’m sorry. Is there something else I can help you with?

*click*

Patron: What day of the week is January 27?

Me: It’s a Wednesday.

(a minute later)

Patron: So what day is the 25th?

Me: It would be a Monday.

Patron: Really??

Me: …well, if the 27th is a Wednesday, then yes.

Patron: Oh, because I swear I looked it up on the calendar and the 25th was a Sunday.

Me: Maybe you were looking at last January?

Patron: You know what, that’s probably it.

Patron (on the phone): Maybe you can help me.

Me: Certainly.

Patron: Or maybe there’s somewhere else I should call?

Me: Well, what are you calling about?

Patron: If you don’t know the answer to something, and you need to ask someone, where do you call?

Me: . . . well, generally people call this number and ask me their question.

Patron: What?

Me: WHAT IS YOUR QUESTION.

Patron: Thanks for the number, but can you give it to me again?

Me: I haven’t given you a number, because I don’t know what your question is.

Patron: I’m looking for an Ayurvedic doctor.

Me: Okay. Can you hold while I look one up?

Patron: Thanks for the number, but can you give it to me again?

Me: . . . I haven’t given you a number. I need to put you on hold so I can look for one. Can you hold?

Patron: Yes, I can hold.

[I look up local Ayurvedic practitioners and finally find something that looks likely.]

Me: Well, I think I found one.

Patron: Thanks for the number but can you give it to me again?

Me (actively banging head on desk): I haven’t given you the number yet.

Patron: I’m a little hard of hearing.

Me (to myself): You don’t say. (to patron) The number is [phone number].

Patron: I’m surprised you got that number so fast! Can you give it to me again?

Me: I, uh . . . um, yes, I’m awesome like that.

These calls came in back-to-back this evening at the library.

Patron (on the phone): I have a business card here, and I want you to type what’s on it into your computer and see what comes up.

Me: Okay. . . .

Patron: H-T-T-P, double slash . . . [sic]

Me (typing and correcting): “http://”

Patron: W-W-W, period, E-B-A-Y, period, C-O-M.

Me (typing): “www.ebay.com” (aloud) All right. I’m on eBay.

Patron: And what does it show?

Me: . . . It shows the eBay.com website.

Patron: . . . .

Me: It’s a popular place where you can buy and sell items online?

Patron 2: I’m going to give you a web address and I need you to give me some information from it.

Me (cringing): Okay.

Patron 2: Go to [website address].

Me: All right, it redirected me to a different site, but I’m there.

Patron 2 (sharply): No, it should’ve taken you right there! [recites slightly different web address]

Me: Well, that’s not quite the same address, but as I said it redirected me. So I’m there.

Patron 2: Okay, click on “Forum” at the upper left corner.

Me: Done.

Patron 2: Now go to the bottom where it says “Users Online.” Do you see anyone logged on whose username starts with a ‘J’? I need to see if my phone line is in use.

Me: (head explodes)