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I Read That Book Like Whoa!
Jun. 15th, 2009 10:15 pmThe Summer Reading Program has officially started at the library. This is great for the kids, but a nightmare-like zoo for the librarians (zombie orangutans! oh no!). Subs get 40 hours of extra work-time to come in and assist. I felt like Sisyphus today, only instead of a boulder I had a never ending stream of returned books and DVDs to reshelve.
But it had it's moments of amusement.
When the kids sign up, they get a reading log where they write down all of the library books they read (they can't count books they own or get elsewhere) and then keep track of the time in 15 minute increments. For every hour, they get a prize. (I got smarties and a tootsie roll just for being awesome.) But the kids aren't all entirely honest about how much they read and how much time it takes. The smart ones would realize that we can tell when a new library book has been returned unread. If you're going to lie about it, check out a book that already has a cracked spine. We might never know you're lying! Though we probably will.
These two brothers came in several times throughout the day (and never remembered to actually collect their prizes) and their claimed time kept changing. Shannon gave them new reading logs because they'd included non-library books. The younger brother was standing at the desk, refilling his out and this conversation occurred:
KID: Which ones did I really read?
SHANNON: What did you just say?
KID: Uhhh...
SHANNON: Did you hear him?
ME: Maybe he meant which did he read most intently?
Which I just explained to Mom like this, "'I really read that book,' not just, 'I read that book.' Y'know, like, 'I read that book so hard I kicked its ass.'"
It gave me a much needed laugh.
Later there was talk about a crawdad convention/lecture that would have Ted Nugent in attendance. I...don't even know. There was sarcasm and silliness involved and at one point I said, "Oh yeah, I'd say crawdads and me are like this ::crosses fingers:: except that would be gross."
But it had it's moments of amusement.
When the kids sign up, they get a reading log where they write down all of the library books they read (they can't count books they own or get elsewhere) and then keep track of the time in 15 minute increments. For every hour, they get a prize. (I got smarties and a tootsie roll just for being awesome.) But the kids aren't all entirely honest about how much they read and how much time it takes. The smart ones would realize that we can tell when a new library book has been returned unread. If you're going to lie about it, check out a book that already has a cracked spine. We might never know you're lying! Though we probably will.
These two brothers came in several times throughout the day (and never remembered to actually collect their prizes) and their claimed time kept changing. Shannon gave them new reading logs because they'd included non-library books. The younger brother was standing at the desk, refilling his out and this conversation occurred:
KID: Which ones did I really read?
SHANNON: What did you just say?
KID: Uhhh...
SHANNON: Did you hear him?
ME: Maybe he meant which did he read most intently?
Which I just explained to Mom like this, "'I really read that book,' not just, 'I read that book.' Y'know, like, 'I read that book so hard I kicked its ass.'"
It gave me a much needed laugh.
Later there was talk about a crawdad convention/lecture that would have Ted Nugent in attendance. I...don't even know. There was sarcasm and silliness involved and at one point I said, "Oh yeah, I'd say crawdads and me are like this ::crosses fingers:: except that would be gross."
