It's official. We've finally hired a new weekend "liberry" ass. to replace Miss E.
actually been in search mode for several weeks now, though we've been
threatening such a hire since Miss E's abrupt departure. Back in late
October, Mrs. A began hitting up the usual sources of past new
employees, such as a valuable contact at my wife's school where hungry
jobless med-student spouses are often to be found, willing to work for
cheap. (Hey, that's precisely how I got the job, so I'm not knocking
it.) When that didn't prove fruitful, she put up a HELP WANTED sign on
the front door of the building. After a week passed with nary a
response, Mrs. A turned the sign at a six degree angle so that it was crooked
against the glass square it was taped to. Suddenly the resumes started
Many of the applicants were long-time
patrons who always thought it would be fun to work at the library.
Several of these folks I would have been happy to work with and even
went to bat on their behalf cause I think they're cool people. There
were also a number of resumes from the local wingnut population too, a
couple of whom we can barely tolerate as patrons.
As I said, there were many good choices among the regular population, but Mrs. A and Mrs. C decided not to go with either the regular or wingnut route.
They hired Miss K, who--much like Miss E when she began in the job--is
still in high school. In fact, I think she's a senior in high school,
which means we'll probably only have her through the end of summer.
We're hoping that, unlike Miss E--who turned vicious and deceitful on us
and still has yet to actually resign despite not having shown up for
work for several months--Miss K will work out much better. According to
Mrs. A and C, Miss K was the shining star among those who they
My only question to them: "You did warn her she would have to regularly deal with crazy people, right?"
K apparently comes from good stock and had glowing references in
addition to a pleasant personality. Upon hearing we'd hired her, one of
her former supervisors at another job congratulated us and said we'd
hired a good kid.
Miss K doesn't start until next week
and won't be thrown onto weekends until she's trained and on her feet.
In the meantime, I'll still have to fill in on weekends, such as today's
largely uneventful Saturday shift. It was a very low-traffic day, until
exactly three minutes until closing time, at which point two ladies
felt it necessary to come in and drop off a pile of books each that I
would have to shelve before leaving. One of them stuck around to search
for another pile to take out, as rumor has it we're in for a blizzard
tomorrow. With limited browsing time, she was really feeling the
pressure and seemed to frantically scan the shelves at random. Finally,
at 30 seconds `til close, she threw up her hands and said, "You help me
find it. I'm looking for more books by her but I can't figure out where they're at." She pointed to one of the hardback Karen Robards books she'd returned.
"Well, you might look over there in the R's?" I suggested.