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Sexual Harassment at the library (1 Viewer)

Wow. Some folks here have a pretty narrow understanding of what librarians actually do these days? Do you think they just re-shelve books and shush people in the library?

 
Wow. Some folks here have a pretty narrow understanding of what librarians actually do these days? Do you think they just re-shelve books and shush people in the library?
My university has a long-standing grad school that has morphed over time and is now the School of Information Studies, although the primary degree is still a Master's in Library and Information Science.  The professors in that school tend to be our most technologically advanced faculty.  They've added UG and Grad studies in Informatics, which explore the world of information and communication technologies.  I actually encourage my accounting advisees to take courses or even minor in that field.

Back to the weird people in the library ...

 
I remember one guy on a computer pounding comments into some feedback section of a newspaper while muttering nasty things about Jewish people.  Enough people complained where he was banned from the library.  I'm sure he thinks it was all a conspiracy aimed at him.

 
I remember one guy on a computer pounding comments into some feedback section of a newspaper while muttering nasty things about Jewish people.  Enough people complained where he was banned from the library.  I'm sure he thinks it was all a conspiracy aimed at him.
We have a sign in front of our library that says "please be kind and anti racist"

Some one took the time to write a hand written note to the library that basically asked us to take it down because it was promoting the wrong values.  They of course did not sign their name.

 
“It's all a bunch of cheapskates in there anyway. People sitting around reading the newspaper attached to huge wooden sticks. Trying to save a quarter, ooh.”

 
Believe when I tell you I am the furthest things from a bleeding heart do gooder.

My entire life was just about making money as an engineer so I could retire as soon as possible.  I never felt I contributed anything to society that had any real meaning (everything I designed and worked on is/was hidden in a box in a server farm).

One time a few years ago a man and his daughter came into the library at night.  The man only spoke very broken English and you could kind of tell they were poor.   The man tried to explain to me in his broken English that he did not have computers or internet at home and his daughter needed to do her college applications.

I was able to work with them over a few nights since I had just been through the process myself with my daughter and knew the process intimately and was able to help them through it.   I did not see them again until many months later when the man alone came into the library, crying, saying his daughter would be the first in his family to go to college, and then hugged me and left.

That was pretty cool and a moment you don't really get to experience when you are just chasing money for a living.
I worked in a suburban branch of a county-wide system, we weren't supposed to give library cards to patrons unless they could prove residence in the county. 

We also had an amusement park in town, which would rely on H-2B temporary workers all summer (along with local kids - I also worked there at one point), mostly teenagers from Ukraine.  The amusement park provided housing, but it was very limited - they crammed these kids into shared apartments, no computers or internet access, no vehicles etc.  Apartments were walking distance to the amusement park, but also a ~2-mile walk to the library. 

They would come in almost every morning, unless they were working, to use the computers to contact friends and family back home.  We always looked the other way, as they couldn't provide proof of residence in the county (or, frankly, speak more than a handful of words of English), but we gave them library cards anyway and let them use our services.  We knew the library was their only lifeline to home, their only access to the outside world, the only means of communication with anyone in their family, any of their friends, for like 4-5 months.  Sure, they weren't paying for the library's services in terms of property taxes or whatever, but you gotta have a heart to work in a library.  

 
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I remember when the librarian was a much older woman. Kindly, discreet, unattractive. We didn't know anything about her private life. We didn't want to know anything about her private life.
Lt. Bookman: You took this book out in 1971.
Jerry: Yes, and I returned it in 1971.
Lt. Bookman: Yeah, '71. That was my first year on the job. Bad year for libraries. Bad year for America. Hippies burning library cards, Abbie Hoffman telling everybody to steal books. I don't judge a man by the length of his hair or the kind of music he listens to. Rock was never my bag. But you put on a pair of shoes when you walk into the New York Public Library, fella.

 

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