Another sucky Monday (long)

[depechemodefan]

What the hell on "I don't have my glasses"???? Did you DRIVE HERE

I'm near-sighted, so I need glasses to drive, but not to read. She could be far-sighted. And my library is downtown, lot of people walk from their business.

She didn't bring her glasses because she thought, "oh, I just tell them I need an article about this church's mortgage, and they will find it and print it out for me. OH, they found the article online but it doesn't look like the newspaper. I'll get them to find it and download it on my flashdrive."

YOu know, now I think of it, how did she know to bring her flashdrive? People who don't know our services dont' know you can download. hmm.

[Teefies2]

What the hell on "I don't have my glasses"???? Did you DRIVE HERE??????

Even if you didn't drive yourself, how did you not know you would need your glasses to read - when you are coming to the LIBRARY to find a newspaper article? I mean, it's bad enough people do it in my drug store, but when you're specifically going to a LIBRARY - that's where people read .... or didn't you know?

[depechemodefan]

My dad had emphysema, so I know how a person looks like when they can't breaht properly. But yeah, if he just keeps on running his mouth, don't pause, does't get out of breath, I call bs on that. I was trying to stop him from talking so much, you think he would appreciate it

I sort of get the woman who didn't bring her glasses. Like a person who forgets to bring their cell phone or something they only rememeber to use when they need them (like me and my reusable shopping bag). But the machine has ZOOM. It can make the text big enough to read for people with bad eye-sight. I was trying to show her how to turn the knob left or right; don't need freaking glasses for that. But I was very busy so she can't bitch about me ignoring her; I think my cws had done all the work for her first article she was looking for, she expected me to do the work for her on the second art.

[Enjis]

I found out that a LOT of people who say 'I didn't bring my glasses' are people who can't read. That is one of the ways that illiterate adults get around the embarrassment of not being able to read.

[AmbrosiaWriter]

I actually know someone with a problem like this.

She has to take a special breath before she speaks, which means she gets talked over all the time because she won't let people know she has something to say and indicate for people to give her a second. Then again, she likes having a reason to be miserable, so... >_>

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I would personally just hold up a single finger (no, not the most communicative of fingers =P) and then take the breath and then speak. If they tried to talk over me while I had to take my special breath I would then switch to the most communicative of the fingers.

[Andara Bledin]

that's the dumbest thing i ever heard

I actually know someone with a problem like this.

She has to take a special breath before she speaks, which means she gets talked over all the time because she won't let people know she has something to say and indicate for people to give her a second. Then again, she likes having a reason to be miserable, so... >_>

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[PepperElf]

wn: I have asthma! I can't be interrupted while I'm talking! I have to catch my breath and you are making me lose my breath!

that's the dumbest thing i ever heard

sounds more like he's letting his own temper get his breath all gone from being a twat

[PawnPrincess Ardra]

If you can't see very well, then why the don't you have your glasses with you?!

I will never understand people like this. You can't see very well, there's an easy solution to that but you won't use it. Seriously,

THIS. I run a pawn shop. People sign legally binding contracts. When I personally sign something, I like to READ IT. I have had a total of MAYBE 10 people actually take the time to read this loan document in 6 YEARS. And countless people ask me where they had to sign, because they couldn't see a thing. And no, they didn't ask questions about the contract, they just blindly signed it. WTF.

[RealUnimportant]

Hear hear on the "bring your damn glasses" - I get so many customers wondering what's holding up their transaction, asking me what the screen on the Chip&PIN machine says... It's designed so that I can't see any of that for your protection! All I get told on my terminal is when you need to enter your PIN, and if it's accepted or declined, and even that's not always accurate or timely...

[raudf]

Good grief, glasses lady should have planned to have her glasses, since she was going to a library, where you have to see to read.

White noise guy. His complaint about having asthma? Just reminds me of C-ko needing to stop for breath, but still whining the ENTIRE TIME, "I have enough breath left for that!" Dude, save your breath and listen. That's what those flaps of skin with holes in them are for! Then you won't run out of breath, trying to repeat the same shit over and over and you'll seem a lot wiser than you really are.

[XCashier]

She said, "but I don't have my glasses, I can't see very well."

If you can't see very well, then why the don't you have your glasses with you?!

I will never understand people like this. You can't see very well, there's an easy solution to that but you won't use it. Seriously,

[depechemodefan]

Of course my Monday starts off by the neighbors waking me up. They are always in the building next door, making noises at ungodly hours in the morning. Monday someone turns on the radio (loud) at almost 6am. I hear some work being done, then nothing (maybe the workers went to breakfast) but the radio was still on. I put on ear plugs, turn down the a/c for the white noise, and covered my head.

I go to work and see the schedule isn't too bad. I'm stuck by myselft at 1pm on the third floor, but I expect not much to happen.

I go to releave my cws at 1pm on the third floor. They have been there since noon. They were helping this one lazy and/or sorry piece of s***. So I said I would help her. Now she was nice enough, but I call her a sorry piece of s*** since she wants us to do the work. She was on a microfilm machine. YOu turn the knob one way to go forward, the other way to go back, you enlarge/reduce the image with another knob. You use the computer next to it to scan/save/print. The woman started off with "I have a flash drive, I got it from my drawer, how do I know it's my flashdrive I'm saving it to?" I asked if she named it. "It's someone elses, I found it in my drawer, I used it once." I told her that when she saves, she should see the flashdrive. again she asks, "how I know it's the flashdrive when I save?" I don't even know why she asks this, since she expects me to do the work (since cws did all the work for her before me-my male cw even found the article online for her, since she didn't know when it appeared in the newspaper). I tell her she had to look through the newspaper herself, since I will be busy helping other people. She said, "but I don't have my glasses, I can't see very well."

Well at that moment someone needed help and I told her to try to find the article.

The guy who needed help try to print something but he didn't put a name to the job. Of course we couldn't find the job on the queue (since you have to type the name of the job to print it) and of course another library had were you can look at the jobs on the queue to find the job No dice, won't be able to find it.

I'm walking around and hear some strange noise, sounded like white noise. I walk toward a guy who I think is the culprit, but I figure it must be one of the airvents.

Then a guy comes up wanting the Senate report for a certain year so I had to call for help from the gov. doc. librarian. While I'm helping senate report guy, guy of the white noise (wn) comes up. He starts to get ansty because I didn't drop what I'm doing to help him. He interrupts, "I have a quick question".
wn: I requested a newspaper an hour ago and I want to know where it is
me: sorry, that is not a quick question. I'll be with you when I'm done with this gentleman.

Now while I'm helping senate guy cw from the fifth floor storage (where older newspapers are kept) calls me to tell me that she didnt' find the newspaper. Considering she also sent online the result of the search, which is the preferred method of finding out these things, I just dont' see why she called. I quickly thank her since I'm fucking busy.

wn goes away. I finish with senate guy and help another customer who had enough sense to wait for me to help him, not butt in. Then wn comes back, huffing and puffing.

wn: I went to upstairs and they told me to come back here. I requested from the guy last hour a newspaper.
me: ok, what was the date on the newspaper?
wn: I talked to the women in the childrens' room and they told me to come backhere.
me: ok, what is the date?
wn: I requested this from...
me: excuse me, what is the date of the newspaper you requested?
wn: I have asthma! I can't be interrupted while I'm talking! I have to catch my breath and you are making me lose my breath!
me: what is the date?
wn: it was Sunday 2 weeks ago.
me: you mean Aug. 5?
wn: yes, sunday 2 weeks ago!
me: sorry, butthey didn't find it.
wn: they didn't find it!
me: It must have been stolen.
wn: Well, years ago you had newspapers from all over, and now you have nothing, blah blah
me: sorry, I have to help someone else...
wn: you are very rude! blah blah blah blah....
me: sir you have to leave.
wn: blah blah blah...

he leaves.

Now earlier I heard what I thought was white noise from him, and while he was standing around for my help, i realized he had his radio on, but left it on a non-working station. Also, I almost felt sorry for him. He had some type of wound on his face, with a bandade hardly covering it.

I have to tell the "dim" story in another post.