Our Most Irregular, “Irregular”
This afternoon, a guy walked up to the Reference Desk and asked if our employee “Cecil” (not his real name) was in. A flabbergasted coworker immediately replied, “Cecil doesn’t work here, he’s a homeless person.” To which the stunned patron replied, “Cecil is running a cleaning service from here.” This nearly left my coworker speechless. After a brief exchange, the patron began wandering around the building looking for Cecil.
When I got wind of this, I immediately said, “You should have told him that he doesn’t work here, but that he is in his living room,” as I pointed to the back of the stacks. Cecil is in the Library as much as any staff member, he really does live in the Library. Normally, he sits on a sofa near the windows, often falling asleep and eventually snoring (loudly). Usually someone alerts the staff about the situation, and then we wake his ass up post haste. The Library really is Cecil’s living room. The other day he fell asleep with his shoes off, and with one of his nasty sock-covered feet up on a coffee table.
Anyway, a short while later Cecil once again approached the Desk. This time I was there, and he asked me for a copy of The New York Times. After he walked away, another coworker commented that he’s probably looking to see if the ad for his “business” ran. Haaaaaa! Later on, I told the guys working down in Tech Services (catalogers) about Cecil’s business, they totally lost their shit and began prank calling the Reference Desk asking for Cecil and inquiring about his services. PRICELESS.