A man approached the reference desk, after looking on both sides of the floor.
Patron: "Where's computer terminal #411?
Me: "On the 4th floor.
The patron once again looks on both sides of the reference desk.(All of the computers
have numbers in the 300's on a bright yellow sign with black numbers.)
Patron: "So, this isn't the 4th floor?
Me: No, it's one more floor up.
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A woman approached the reference desk and leaned in, as if to whisper.
Patron: " I was in the Art & Music Dept., where I found some books. I asked where
the restroom is, and I was told that it's on the 3rd floor. I now want
the stack of books that I left at the desk."
Me: (I had just arrived at the desk because of a shift change.) "The Art & Music
Dept., is on the 4th floor."
Patron: "Okay, but I still want the books that I left at the desk."
Me: "You were in the Art & Music Dept., where you found some books, and that is on
the 4th floor."
Patron: "Ooohhhh, I'm still on the 3rd floor, and I need to go back to the 4th
floor."
The patron then, turned and walked away.
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One of the pages who works on the 1st floor walked off the elevator with a truck load of books. He began walking toward the Teen Reference Desk, stopped, turned, looked at me, and said, "THIS IS THE 3rd floor?"Me: "You wanted it to be another floor?"
Page: "I was just on the 4th floor, so when I saw the Teen Desk, I wondered why it
was there."
He has worked here longer than me, so I don't know what was on his mind.
There were numerous patrons who approached me with a call number written on a piece of paper, looking confused. The book they were looking for, was located on the 4th floor. The bad thing was that it was noted on the slip of paper that the book could be found on the 4th floor.
2 comments:
I could have sworn I commented like 2 weeks ago.. which by the way reminds me that you havent posted in 2 weeks. Things busy on the third floor?
Rashan,
I have trouble posting from my blackberry@work. We're not supposed to update/check personal blogs while @work. I forget about posting while at home. There is ALWAYS SOMETHING HAPPENING ON THIS FLOOR. Often, it's some of the usual, fights at the express computers, arguments/fights at the 1hr computers. You know, just another day in the neighborhood.
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