With Nights Like These…
Yesterday was a heck of a day at work. I was the Person in Charge last night. Now, Wednesday nights usually fall pretty far from the shouting end of life. Sometimes they can be downright boring. Last night was anything but. The program that handles our public computer reservations was acting wonky, so I had to do some on-the-fly management of computer use for our increasingly crabby patrons. A group using our large meeting room needed me to set up some A/V equipment, and while I was tangled in VCR cords, a belligerent patron gave our security guard enough grief that the guard was on the verge of calling the police. Luckily, the bloke skedaddled before it could escalate that far. And for reasons that I cannot fathom (sunspots, it must be sunspots), it was far busier at the reference desk than it usually is on Wednesday nights. After last night, I would like nothing more today than to kick back in my comfy chair, put my feet up on the credenza, nurse a nice tall glass of Ovaltine, and watch the Women’s Taiko finals on ESPN. But, alas, it is not to be. It’s back to work for this joe.
