Today’s doodle. I’ve been using a black .7mm Zebra Sarasa gel pen in an A5 Scribbles That Matter notebook.
I’m taking a week long training class. I’ve taken it before, but it’s helpful to brush up whenever it’s offered. The material is dense and dry, and I have trouble staying focused. Doodling helps.
I think this may be my next work project. They’ve been sitting there, in those bins, since 2013. The person who cataloged posters retired, and no one has touched them since.
Walking in the Stacks
One thing I like about working in a library is walking in the stacks. But when you do that, you see things you cannot unsee. It’s a large library (ten floors!), and keeping everything in order is impossible. Students put books back on the shelves any which way.
Oversized books should usually be shelved with the spine down, to protect the spine and keep the fore edge of the covers from splaying out. And I don’t even know how people can shove a book back on the shelf so the bookend is inside the book. But I see it frequently.
I saw this while walking in the stacks earlier in the week. The funny thing is that the desk is new to that spot. There’s usually a book truck there. I have no idea where the desk came from, but it has not been sitting there for four weeks, much less four years.
My best guess is that either someone is screwing with everyone’s heads with that note, or the note is legit and someone is being an ass and moved the desk to where it’s now sitting.
Outside of the occasional coffee, I haven’t had any refined sugar since Halloween. It took a while to stop craving chocolate, especially in the afternoons at work. Instead of spending money in the vending machine, I’ve been packing fruit and veggie snacks.
Update on Our Lil Raisin Tomato Fren
First sighted on January 5.
I’ve been watching this cherry tomato slowly turn into a raisin. Eventually one of the custodians will sweep it up, but I’m not holding my breath.
We have hybrid schedules, since going back to working on-site. I love working remotely, but on my remote days I miss walking in the stacks. This was taken on the 10th floor, where the photography books are kept. Like art books (those are on the 9th floor), photography books are often oversized. Only unlike the 9th floor, which has recently been remodeled to accommodate large art books, the 10th floor stacks aren’t set up for the size or volume of books it houses. The stacks are too close together, and when there are books hanging half off the shelves, because they don’t fit, you feel a bit like they’re going to cave in on you from above.
And no, I’m sure a lot of our stacks aren’t ADA compliant. The building opened in 1970, I think, and the stacks floors are largely unrenovated. You could not fit a wheelchair or scooter between the stacks. I’m not sure you could even fit a walker between them. And people, including staff, leave step stools between the stacks. Every time I walk, I move the step stools out of the way, because the stacks shouldn’t be an obstacle course.