Rants: Team Etiquette
Library Etiquette I
I’m finding that there are levels of abuse of library privileges. The undergrads get it the worst, as their privileges are only six weeks. A friend of mine actually BOUGHT all five books she needed for her seminar paper because some grad student or faculty would not respond to her recall request. I myself keep books for the whole year because I can. I don’t even keep track anymore of what’s on my shelf. Faculty don’t have to pay late fees so they can ignore recall requests entirely.
But the worst offenders, I think, are the Carrel people who keep millions of books without checking them out. They should have lights above their door that glow an angry, accusatory red when they have unchecked materials in their carrels. That would save me the half hour of digging around the shelves and return carts looking for a book that’s supposed to be in the library. Aargh.
Library Etiquette II
It would be easier to spend the half hour searching if people would respect the quiet zones. I was frantically searching the PS509’s and somehow ended up in the H202‘s, where a gaggle of Î¦Î”Î”Î©Î¦Î£’s or whatever were LOUDLY rehashing the party from the night before, which, apparently, was hilarious, y’all.
Lastly, how hard is it to call someone and say, “This is so-and-so. This number was on my call list. Are you trying to reach me?”) instead of “Who’s this?!”
Today it was some girl who I imagine was calling from the food court while on her break from The Gap and was sitting with her mallrat friends simultaneously talking on their cellphones. In my scenario she’s already in a bad mood because her best friend bought the exact same humongous slouchy glittery hobo bag as her.
I’m just going to tell the next rude girl that calls that I’m going through my boyfriend’s cellphone and calling all the numbers on his dialed list to make sure all of his girls on the side know he’s available now that I’ve broken up with him because I’m sick of hearing him complain about the itching. Who wants to listen to that all day, am I right?
Phone Etiquette II
I do not find it cute when people record their children as their voicemail outgoing message. If you, my client, give me a phone number, I expect it to be a suitable business number. I can’t even tell if I called the right number because your child’s language skills are still unintelligible.
Serenity now. Or, for fans of The Office, “Lord, beer me strength.”