Man, library school is weird. It seems like there are weeks and weeks where I don't have work to do (or barely any) and then BLAMO! I collapse under an avalanche of work. Last week was like that, only it also had the advantage of being my first week at my new job. Therefore, I didn't exist as a person, let alone a person able to blog. But now I am back and here to tell you all about it.
The first day at my new PL job was interesting. I had to tell a bunch of kids a slew of things I never really imagined would come out of my mouth. Things like, "You can't choke him in here," or, "Seriously, you have to take the stick and put it outside." Children are interesting. Especially from 2:45-5:30 (granted, they stay at the library longer than 5:30, but I'm not there so I don't care). Every time I've worked in the children's room thus far (grand total: 2 times) I've had to kick out at least two kids. Sadly, they are of the same group of friends. If they come to the library everyday and act in a manner that gets them kicked out everyday, why do they come to the library? I just don't get it.
I have an inch thick binder of policy and procedure I'm supposed to read through at some point. Ha. Ha. Hahahaha. Oh man, that's a good one. I don't even read all my assignments that are due. I just don't have time. Actually, I would have time if I stopped reading things like The Princess Diaries, but that would involve actually wanting to stop reading all of my fun books. And between you and me, that just ain't happening. To rectify this, I'm going to skim the policies as I organize them in the binder. Darn policy.