Why Yes, You Are a Cunt

Its reached that busy time of year when the old books come back and need repaired, a lot of repairing and the new books get processed. Everything has to be ready so we can get the book packs ready for the precious little darlings next year.

This generally means I do nothing but handle books and tape for weeks on end, until I want to weep about the state of my life and what its become.

Today managed to bring this feeling to me a whole lot sooner...

I won't bore you with the details of me being late and spat upon by a small child on the bus ride in. Let's just stck to the library. I will say however I hate apologising for things that are out of my control. Fucking traffic.

I started today having to get the Year 10 book return slips into home groups. This involves having a slip for both their library books and text books. I started off by going through the text book ones and writing the home groups on them. You see everyone has text books but not everyone has library books, so we work from those. This in itself is already a sore point. Earlier this year I went through and corrected our library system because The Boss just doesn't have the time (apparently) she told me not to worry with the text books. Of course now she worries and despite the fact it hadn't been updated when I started working the job, its my fault.

Anyway, this took ages and I got berated for taking too long. I wasn't doing it the way she would do it and she let me know over and over and over. Bitch.

I might add that by this stage our little helper hadn't even done yesterday's shelving that I was told not to do. Bitch.

Next was the intstallation of a new DVD player. The guy that came was lovely and helpful even if he didn't know how some things worked but still, it was informative. During this time I had to help a teacher, because teacher's are retarded, to download things off his mobile phone. I said to The Boss he should read the instructions. She sneered that so should I since I didn't know about the high speed copying on the DVD player. Actually I did, but I didn't know how it worked exactly and the instructions were fucking useless. Besides, what good is being able to copy a movie in 15 minutes if you can't get in there to finish it anyway. Copying normally isn't a problem. Its still fucking copied right? I even heard her grumble something about how she doesn't have time to do that (the audio visual stuff) so don't do it then, for fucks sake.

A short while later lecture number 2341 came when we were discussing the books that were to be taken off the system and thrown out. I'd put them all on a trolley. I hadn't taken them off because I wasn't entirely sure what was going. No, bad library assistant. They were all supposed to be neatly sorted and taken off the system. At this point I should add that it was discovered 3 sets of the books actually were staying. Oops, silly librarian and you wondered why I had waited until we could go through them.

I also discovered that it is my job the weed out all the books to be removed. Despite the fact we all return books and its really not fucking brain surgery to put those ones aside. Ah but wait, The Boss had to ask ME which ones were going.

So let's recap my responsibilities shall we...
*Processing new books
*Putting new books on the system
*Putitng new books away
*Returning old books
*Sorting old books
*Reparing old books
*Removing old books
*Return slip printing and delivery
*Taping programmes
*Dubbing programmes
*Returns
*Shelving
*Newspaper delivery
*Video/DVD shelvin
*Maintaining and fixing overhead projectors, CD players, TVs and DVD players.
*Requesting new student ID cards
*Maintaining ID cards database/records
*General maintenance of the book loans area - shelving/signage/stock count/borrowing requests
*General maintenance of the computer room - cleaning/air conditioner/printer issues/power point projecter issues
*General maintenance of the library - cleaning/photocopier issues/printer issues
*Filling the photocopier with paper (this involves lugging a box of paper from the front office)
*Colour printing wench
*Bookings wench
*Dealing with every other shit request
*Knowing where everything is that's ever going to be requested in the history of man.
*Having my self esteem crushed daily

And to think The Boss says she's too busy.

Fuck her, no really, fuck her.