Affording the Rock N Roll Lifestyle

Now I didn't wake up angry, even though I told people that I did, in fact I didn't become angry till I got to work. This isn't the everyday annoyed. No this is the "I'm going to put my cigarette out on that bitch's back. How dare she wear white pants and a teal fucking tong!" angry.

I suppose it had to do with the stupid ass things I.M. is asking me to do. Listen I agree that we need a policy for children in the library. I think we need to rework all of our policies, but I also think it should be the new Director who does this…as they will want to do so anyway. So having me do research on this, type something up and type another thing up seems completely pointless to me. Especially when I could be working on things that are way more important in my mind: like inventory or going through the backlog of book to see what we really need. Just a fucking thought.

That and I.M. wants me to get rid of the recycling boxes. I said fuck that; no way. He said can't we do something about them. I said if you want to buy nice plastic bins that would be great. He retorted we don't have the money for that. I countered then we will continue to use the boxes that we get from the copy paper. Blah, blah, blah it looks bad. Blah, blah, blah no that's just the library. Now can I please get back to updating our periodical holdings the hard way because Library Worker T won't fucking finish the interface I need. Thank you.

And I like my new student worker I do. But she's doing things awfully slow. I know that she is being careful, but I feel like I can't take my lunch/dinner break because she won't continue working if I do. I hate that. Damn you!

FTPT is awesome though. She has already rocked through what was sitting behind Waste of Space's desk for well the entire time I've worked here.