For some reason every single person I have helped so far today is female.
A patron is horrified by how expensive sending a fax is. She wants her daughter to call Office Max and ask how much they charge, but the daughter keeps showing her our local business referral guide and saying, "Mom, it says right here!"
A woman came to the desk and held her dark smartphone screen to me. Did she find it? No, it's hers? Did she need help using it? No, she needs help with the computer. She turns it back around to look at it, realizes it has gone to sleep, and touches it to turn the screen back on--she's used Google translate to produce an English-language version of her Spanish-language question. Clever!
Old lady: My mind has just gone blank. When you apply for a job, what do they get from your other employer?
Me: A...reference?
Lady: Yes, thank you! I kept thinking evidence, evidence, but I knew that wasn't it. How embarrassing.
Different old lady needs help releasing her print jobs--she was using the wrong card. Message to all kids: Don't let your grandma use your library card, it will only confuse her.
Precocious girl: There is no volume in the teen hub so I can't hear the TV, can you help me?
Same girl: Do you have an DC superhero comics?
She settles on Teen Titans.
Also: A patron turned in $100 in cash that he found with a grocery list! I feel like we should have given him a reward. Or at least the cash if no one comes to claim it.
Do y'all have a color prinnah? An how much is that? Sixy cenna page?
Oh I think that was my $100!
ReplyDelete(Not really...but do you remember when we found a bunch of money under a pillow in our hotel room in London?)