MY GOD THERE IS NO END TO THEM

[bloodyrosemccoy]

Have managed to finagle out a couple of long extra shifts this week. I am beginning to suspect that there is such a thing as too much time shelving books. (I told my coworker about Kobo Abe's concept of shoveling sand, and she reacted with marked enthusiasm. "THAT IS EXACTLY MY LIFE.")

Anyway, so while I'm furiously digging my way out from yet another picture book explosion,* y'all are welcome to check out torn_world's Fifth Muse Fusion. Me, I'm going to go get my machete for these books. And if that doesn't work, I'm gonna start using it on patrons.


*And incidentally feeding my raging fancrush on Tomie dePaola OH MY GOD EVERY BOOK MAKES ME LOVE HIM MORE. We library nerds are weird. Accept this.

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[fadethecat.livejournal.com]

*wists* I wish I could shelve books. I don't think the local library wants my volunteer time, for one reason or another, so I won't be able to... But I like book shelving! It's soothing!

I suppose there could be too much of a good thing, though.

[padparadscha.livejournal.com]

I like book shelving! It's soothing!

One of the actual honest-to-Prime interview questions for this job was "How well do you think you will cope with the endless, mind-numbing repetition of this job?"

I am pretty sure I got the job because of my answer. "I am the sort of person who puts jigsaw puzzles together, then takes them apart so I can put them back together again. I am ALL ABOUT endless, mind-numbing repetition."

It gets to the point where the brain refuses to do any more, though, no matter how much the spirit is willing.

[fadethecat.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I get that. I used to enjoy data entry and page-scanning at my college job because I could think of other stuff while I did it, but after a few hours in a row it'd start to get to me.