Whenever I think about summertime at the Ashburn Library, I'm reminded of that line from Ramona the Pest * by Beverly Cleary. And this from Pink Floyd's "In the Flesh":
"To feel the warm thrill of confusion, that space cadet glow."
The warm thrill of confusion pretty much captures the spirt of the place from my point of view. For me, as you can see, SRP is just peachy, and despite all the problems, I enjoy the chaos. I'm wondering about those veterans of summers paging in the past--How do you feel about the time between mid-June to mid-August here at Ashburn? Any caveats for your uninitiated colleagues?
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Walk softly; carry a big stick.
The brilliant Elvis Costello sums up my SRP feelings quite nicely .... "I used to be disgusted, but now I try to be amused...."
That's the spirit.
to the initiates of SRP:
1. Learn how to weave between small children and parents.
2. Wear your SRP promo t-shirt every day, even if you didn't wash it.
3. Putting all OCDs--real or imagined--aside, books WILL have to be thrown on the shelves at one point during SRP, as there are not enough carts to accomodate.
4. Don't listen to your ipod for the entire shift; ripping out your earbuds to catch the last half of a patron's question gets really annoying--especially when they come to you every 5 minutes.
5. Bring Advil.
6. Beware small children/crawling babies crossing in front of your cart.
"Wear your SRP promo t-shirt every day, even if you didn't wash it." Hmmm, were you the kind of kid, Chrissy, that was selling freshman 'elevator passes' in our one floor high school? Sending the frosh out on snipe hunts?
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