i nearly got myself into a fight with a library patron the other day. im not proud of it but it taught me an important lesson, which wasn’t the customer is always right, but rather, don’t mess with big guys who have tattoos and speech impediments, and also dont understand the concept of the ddc (ie numbers and counting).
‘angry patron’ comes up to the refence desk to ask about graffiti books. ‘diligent librarian’ (me) asks him what sort of grafitti books he is after, for example, art books or how to clean graffiti of walls. angry patron gives diligent librarian a nasty glare and launches into diatribe how he is not a criminal but an artist. blah blah, etcetera.
diligent librarian overcompensates by telling angry patron how much she looooooooooooves ‘street art’ and respects street artists. blah blah, etcetera. an uncomfortable silences ensues whilst angry patron’s (art not cleaning) books are personally located by diligent librarian and checked out.
conflict averted. reminds me of our other regular ‘angry patron’ who refuses to get served by our anglo librarians (who are all soooo nice) because they are, apparently, racist.
apparently i am alice in wonderland. which works for me. do the quiz – it’s only 6 questions – and tell me your book match.
You’re Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland!
by Lewis Carroll
After stumbling down the wrong turn in life, you’ve had your mind opened to a number of strange and curious things. As life grows curiouser and curiouser, you have to ask yourself what’s real and what’s the picture of illusion. Little is coming to your aid in discerning fantasy from fact, but the line between them is so blurry that it’s starting not to matter. Be careful around rabbit holes and those who smile to much, and just avoid hat shops altogether.
Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.
this is a really useful resource. if you’ve been avoiding discusing the works of some authors you really like but are fearful of pronouncing their names wrong then click on the link and become empowered. I was. includes links to sounds files.
in the past five days my signed copy (as in books by their writer) status has changed from madonna to whore. but that’s the end of it for now, reasons being that it has interfered with my “pan choge” (sp? and not my own words) personal collection development policy which basically follows the path of japanese imperialism.
1. Wednesday: To Margaret. Enjoy the read 🙂 . James Phelan. Bought a copy for my mother out of sympathy as no one else was buying his books. Does my mother like adventure/espionage thrillers? hmmmm, good question.
2. Friday: To Donna – your patience means the world. Dave Eggers. 2.5 hour wait. See previous post.
3. Saturday: JM Coetzee. learning from #2, i employed various techniques to ensure that I wasn’t at the end of the queue. 10 minutes later I had a signed copy of “diary of a bad year”. Coetzee is a man of few words in person, however his writing is amazing.
by the way – the correct pronunciation of his name is kut-SEE-uh.
this week i bought a clip on microphone, downloaded some free software onto the work laptop, and recorded mr cleo bachelor of the year 2006 finalist, who also happens to be a writer and was invited to our library to talk about his books (but that’s probably his secondary talent) .
all well and good. but we can’t do anything with this audio file as the powers that be (non-library) are not prepared for such way out and cutting edge things such as audio files on the network that you can download onto your ipod [nb: sarcasm].
opening day of the melbourne writers festival and brad amanda and i went to check out dave eggers, who was doing the keynote speech, part B.
dave is a pretty cool. he looks cool. he publishes a hip literary magazine, his most recentbook about the life of a refugee from the Sudanese civil war has been described by many as ‘simply extraordinary’, he founded a community writing centre which proliferated into several across the states.
but what i reckon is the most cool is that, to fund his non profit writing centres, he opened a series of stores, including the Brooklyn superhero supply store, the pirate store in San Francisco, and the ‘boring store’ in Chigago which is a spy shop. [i wonder if they do online orders for superhero capes?]
after the speech we decided that we needed to get this guy’s signature on our books. in truth, if we knew we were to be waiting for that long we would have pretended to be dave and signed it for each other. but after 1 hour we got to the point of not being able to leave out of principle of waiting for so long anyway. dave wrote on my book, with extra flourish as brad suggested he should: “your patience means the WORLD”. to brad and amanda he wrote something like: “dear brad and amanda, you are my totally best friends”.
that is the actual title of the product, available from jbox, my favourite site of all things J. it’s hello kitty dressed as a horse.
by ‘vibrator’ they mean ‘massager’, sans innuendo. look! it fits into your palm! segoi!