fiona was here
wishing she had a clever tagline

I went in to work this week with the full intention of doing what I usually do, namely: the least that is really required of me. I feel perfectly justified in this half-assed attitude because nobody ever takes me or my library seriously. People have come to regard the library, my library, my beloved precious library, as the place where the extra printer toner is kept.

However, today I discovered that not only do they not take me seriously, they actually seem to be mocking me. OK, they're probably not but somebody, or a couple of people, took out subscriptions to journals, terribly expensive scientific journals, to which we are already subscribed and deposited them in my inbox. As though the concept of a library, the notion of having one copy and sharing it like good little researchers, had not even occurred to them. Apparently, my library and I are pointless in this person's (or people's) world.

But no longer. I've decided since it's my own damn fault these people don't take it seriously, because I neglect to make them with my half-assed approach, I'm going to make them. I will seize their superfluous subscriptions and cancel them and set up routing lists and put these offenders at the bottom of the list. How dare they doubt my power?