Archive for March, 2008
That was the line on some show from when I was a kid. I can’t remember what it was, but it so sums up my day.
So, this morning, after dropping Isaac off at school, I mosied my tucchas over to the Christmas Tree Shop for two items. These items would be:
The Peanut Butter & Co. Cookbook (mmm. yummy…and an allergist’s nightmare to boot!)
A jar of said PB & C0. “The Bee’s Knees” peanut butter.
So, anyone who knows the Christmas Tree Shop knows that this place is seriously hit or miss. You may spend a good 20-30 minutes just ascertaining if they have what you want.
So, I go a-digging. I dig through the one rack of books…no cookbook. Dig through 2nd rack of books….no cookbook…but there was a Cookie cookbook!! No, not what I came for. So, as I’m going through the 3rd rack of books, there it is. The holy grail of cookbooks….and THE LAST COPY!!!!
I grab said copy and go over toward the peanut butter. While I’m looking for the specific kind of peanut butter, an older lady spies me and my cookbook. She notices me thumbing through it and peeking at other peanut butter cookbooks. Well, she spies the price on the cookbook (2.99!!) and asks me if I’ve seen any other copies. I tell her that I haven’t…and thus begins the bizzare experience of the day.
Hold on to your hats, because here we go…
So, the old lady asks me if she can have my cookbook. She gives me this entire song and dnace about needing a wedding shower gift for someone, and not wanting to do the same-ol-same-ol. I politely tell her that this was the item I specifically came in for, and planned to make items from it this evening, so unfortunately, I could not part with the book. She then turned on the old lady puppy eyes, and repeated her request, to which I declined yet again. I pointed her in the directon of the other cookbooks, which there was a 2 set of cookbooks-1 all peanut butter, 1 all jelly, in the same box…for 4.99. I figured that would be a good substitute for her non-traditional shower gift. She didn’t like my idea. She sulked away.
I found my peanut butter and took both to the checkout before I could be accosted by any other weird old ladies.
I swear. I have a sign on my head that says “Freak Magnet.”
My cousin DiAnna swears she has one too…but I don’t think hers is as large as mine…
Since I’ve gotten comments from a ton of people over this, let me make some things fully clear about the librarian.
First, the post was NOT meant to be snarky. Don’t assume that this is all snark. This experience was out of the norm for this library. I was certainly flabbergasted when after explaining that it was a knitting book, that I wanted to knit a shawl from this book and that I had seen it at my local yarn shop, that she still spelled it R-A-P, without asking which way I was spelling it.
Second, this was NOT an assistant. This was a full blown librarian, name tag and all. Her official title? Librarian II. I didn’t ask at the circulation desk, I asked at the reference desk, where librarians are always found at this particular library. I had a comment that actually questioned my intelligence. Yes, I may spell a few words wrong here or there, but as a Special Education teacher with a BS in Special Education and a MS in Educational technology, who speaks 3 languages, this is completely out of line.
Lastly, this is not a slam on all librarians. I know people have an off day, but this is the drivel that composes my life. One odd experience after another. This is my personal blog. I have always assumed that librarians are intelligent, well educated people. This one blew me off the map. I didn’t walk up with “it’s a red book…..and I don’t know the author…” and since all of the computerized collection computers were in use, and I didn’t have much time, and needed to possibly reserve this, I made the choice to go to the reference desk.
Again, let me reiterate that this is a personal blog. This personal blog is that of a person who has a knack for finding all of the rotten customer service situations in life. Between rancid meat, blundering social workers, clerks who can’t count change, telling waitstaff that you are allergic to something and then having it appear on your plate TWICE, this is my life. I can’t escape bad customer service.
If this librarian had asked me in the first place if it was WRAP or RAP, I wouldn’t have been that person to roll eyes, ect. In fact, at no time during this transaction DID I roll eyes, get snippy or get loud.
Several people have accused me of judging librarians harshly. I, in turn, would ask you to look at the comments. Several are severely judgemental, and harshly so. If you are asking someone not to judge, isn’t the key not to do so yourself? Hrm. That really is something to think about, especially for people who have just stumbled here via a link and don’t have the slightest clue who I am.
So, there you have it. This is the last that will be said on this issue.
oh, and thank y’all for stopping by.
When I wrote that letter the other day, I realize that I may not have been as specific as I could have been.
Let me clarify things.
First off, the no snow rule also covers anything related to said white filth. This would include:
any other weather that is not of a spring-like demeanor.
Second, allowing this weather to perpetuate is strictly against any agreement we have. Again, need I remind you that this is pretty much almost APRIL?
Lastly, this does not pre-empt the last ultimatum. This is just an addition.
So, I’ve discovered the wonders of the local library, which I discovered is a) not too far from my house and b)on a different system than the Smallany libraries…and therefore I needed to get a new card.
Well, I went in to look for some knitting books, and didn’t find them on the shelves, so I ventured over to the reference librarian to see what I could do about getting them on reserve.
Here’s the conversation….
me: Hi. I’m looking for a knitting book. I’m not sure who wrote it, but it’s called Wrap Style.
Librarian: Ok. I’ll take a look and see if we carry that.
librarian putters on her computer, clicking through various options…
Librarian: Umm..that’s not a book that exists. I can’t even find it on Amazon.
me: What? I just saw it at the yarn shop the other day. One of the employees was knitting a project out of it.
Librarian looking SUPER confused here… : Wait. Are you spelling that as one word or two?
me: two. W-R-A-P S-T-Y-L-E.
Librarian Looking up in utter shock: Wait. You’re not spelling it R-A-P, like the music?
me: flabbergasted at the stupidity, because I said it was a KNITTNG BOOK: No, W-R-A-P like wrapping a present.
Librarian: Oh, wow. I thought you meant the music.
Me: That’s why I said it was a knitting book
I’m too flabbergasted by this whole conversation to be anything but nice…and just genuinely shocked…
Librarian: Oh, wow. Ok…here it is! We carry it, but it’s not in at the moment, would you like to reserve it?
Me: Most definately.
But do you all beleive this conversation?
I thought librarians were supposed to be SMART….
oh, save me.
Dear Mother Nature, or whatever you fancy yourself to be these days:
It is almost April.
is completely and utterly unacceptable. We had this conversation last time you allowed it t do this white…filth. I thought we had an understanding that this was NOT to happen again this year. I thought we had an understanding that by my birthday this should be LONG GONE.
I am now laying down an ultimatum.
This had better be gone by Tuesday when I wake up. I want birdies chirping, I want spring here in FULL FORCE…yes, it can rain…that’s spring…but NO SNOW.
Are we perfectly clear here?
Good. I thought so.
(It’s 15 minutes till midnight. It’s STILL FRIDAY!)
1. Some relationships are meant to be insanely fleeting-but for a reason.
2. Dave Matthews Band is the last concert I saw; it was Absolutely flipping awesome.
3. Spring should be here by now, and not all of this dag burn snow.
4. Oh no! I forgot Knittymuggins Maryanne sent me a really cool birthday present! I have to take pictures and tell you all about it! Instant Gratification Sock yarn! Someone! Quick! Tell me to turn off my socks!
5. I’ve recently started sewing a few different projects. Yes, I have craft ADD.
6. My little Monkey never fails to make me smile.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to finally getting a bit of sleep, tomorrow my plans include Getting Isaac’s birthday pictures done, going to the library and starting a new wrap and Sunday, I want to kick back and have a great dinner here with my Cousin!
Monkey has an ear infection!
I CALLED IT!!!
So, let’s discuss the symptoms that scream EAR INFECTION in my Monkey-
1) Fever. The kid never, ever runs a fever.
2) Lethargic. As I’ve always said, my kiddle runs constantly like a motor.
3)CLINGY. Yes, that’s a big one. He’s the “leave me alone to create havoc and mayhem.” type kid
4)he stops eating. Yes, my one small boy trash compactor pretty much stopped eating for a day and change.
Yep, that all means it’s call the doc time.
And we went to Target for his ‘script. He’s on zithromax, because, like his Mami, he’s allergic to ammoxicilin. He got an “antibiotic calendar”, where he sticks a sticker for every dose he takes and when it’s all filled up, he goes in, gives it to the pharmacist and gets to pull out of the surprise box! He’s already asking when we can go get his prize. Ya think he’s ready to be DONE with this antibiotic yet?
Oh, well. Friday it is.
I’m nursing a sick little monkey, who won’t eat anything and has slept and just kind of been lethargic most of the day. So, maybe tomorrow I’ll get up a proper post of things that happened yesterday…but of the following I can be sure:
My cousin didn’t steal my camera again. Bummer.
I just volunteered to sew table runners for my uncle’s wedding, if his Fiancee gets the fabric.
I had one too many canolis. Those suckers were goooooooooooood.
My family is completely out of control.
I went on another quest for Mom and Dad.
so, more (with photos) tomorrow.
I’m off to take the Monkey to the doctor’s office. I hate to even think of waking him up, because he NEVER does this. BUT, he needs to get to the doc’s office.
So, the AngelForever tagged me for this yet again…
so, let’s see if I can get a few more random things about me that I haven’t shared with the group…
So, here are the rules:
1. Link to your tagger and post these rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.
3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.
4. Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
I am a procrastinator. Total procrastinator. It’s hard for me to do things in an “early” fashion, because I don’t work well when the pressure’s NOT on.
I am an Audrey Hepburn junkie. Bad mood? throw on Breakfast At Tiffany’s or Roman Holiday. Sabrina works too. I never get tired of watching how unapologetically Audrey she is. There’s never an ounce of “I’m trying to hide who I am” in her performances. It’s just she’s Audrey. I love it.
I’m on a real sewing kick lately. I tend to buy more fabric than yarn. I love to make all sorts of random things…Right now, I’ve got 2 messenger bags in progress, a few pillowcases and a blanket or two. There’s also the pillowcase lunchbox that I’m working on in fits and starts. Right now, I’m trying to get the “thrift store smell” out of the pillowcases that I’m using. I think one more wash will do the trick!
I have wall clings all over my loft. Above my computer desk are all sorts of brightly colored frogs, and on the wall to the right of the desk are Nemo clings. I couldn’t find any Lilo.
Lots of my house is blue. It was blue when we moved in, and I love the color, so I didn’t bother to repaint. The only room I repainted was Isaac’s, and I turned that “snow day sky” blue (from the Blues Clues line at Lowe’s..) because it was this horrid shade of girly color. Couldn’t live with that. Plus, it had this horrid flower border around it. ICK! Now, he’s got cars and nemo all over the place.
I like NASCAR. Yes, I do. Got a problem with that?
I worked at an indoor playground (kinda like Discovery Zone) for a few years while I was in college. That building is now an Old Chicago and iPlay. Quite a use for an old indoor playground!
So, I tag…
Chris from Hays Handcrafted
Jenn From Learning to Walk in Stillettos
Maryanne, the Knittymuggins