It’s been far too quiet lately @ the Library. This is never a good sign, the serenity usually represents the calm before the storm. The freakishness that permeates the Library occasionally ebbs, then again builds to a critical mass until the pressure release blows, and all the freaks descend like a monkey on a cupcake. Today was that day.
Normally I don’t discuss personal matters here for the sake of being Dooced. However, every so often something so fantastically crazy happens that I feel obliged to blog about it regardless. Today was one of those days. Just after I began my shift, I was helping a patron with a computer problem and someone interrupted. I looked up to see one of our Irregulars holding a clipping from a newspaper. Henceforward this vagrant will be known as, “Newspaper Guy.” Newspaper Guy looks at me and smiles with glee. He holds before him the clipping, and congratulates me on my engagement. Umm… Thanks, I guess. He was like, “This is you, right!?” Ahhh… Yep.
Needless to say, I’m not comfortable with our schizoid population knowing my last name, and my other vital stats, like where I’m from, and where I was educated, etc… I’m even less thrilled about our schizoid population knowing the name, and vital stats of my radiant Ivy educated bride-to-be. This is WAY creepy. It violates my personal/professional buffer zone in a way that really skeeves me out.
Rounding out my day, just before closing we had to call the police on a woman who attempted to steal a video camera that was being used to record a library program on gardening. This bad seed was apprehended by our custodian as she was leaving, and the library director called the heat post haste. When I left, my boss was still there giving the local constables a statement. The woman was in police custody.
… A bizarre day, even in Libraryland.