Everbody's Working for the Weekend

So I realise it's no longer the weekend, but I would like to rewind for a moment back to Saturday and Sunday. I worked alllllllll weekend, which in itself I don't mind, in fact, the work itself I don't mind at all, some days I even enjoy it. It's the PATRONS at work that bother me. More specifically it's the adults who come to the library with their children and allow the little monsters to run wild knocking over displays and books that I just finished sorting! OK so kids are young and they don't necessarily know, but what ever happened to parents telling their children "don't touch that please" or "put those back where you got them". I wouldn't even mind if they handed the things they'd displaced to me! But no, they ignore their kids and the books and other items remain on the floor for me to pick up. I am not your slave. My job isn't to follow your children around and pick up after them. They're your kids, that's your job. For instance, this weekend, I had JUST finished putting away an entire turnstile of childrens DVDs and as I walk away I hear a crash. Looking back I notice a man and his son who's clearly no more than 4. The kid is standing in a sea of DVDs. Yes those same DVDs I just put away. Now knocking things over is fine, it happens to all of us. Heck I knock into my own displays at work all the time. But what really bugged me was the dad. Without even taking his eyes off whatever he was so engrossed with, deadpanned "Oh no, did you knock those over?" What? He doesn't even make a move to pick up the DVDs, he just stands there. And the kid, seeing his dad do nothing, continued to stand there looking bewildered. Kids follow by example. So naturally I had to go back and pick up alllll the DVDs while the father and son proceeded to ignore me like I was beneath them. It's ridiculous!!

Anyways, I could go on for eons with stories of patrons at work who bug me, but it's almost 7 and I'm starving. So alas, I shall call it a night, and go grab a bite to eat.

PEACE OUT
xoxo