“Be a librarian,” they said.
“It’ll be safe,” they said.
In my time as not even a librarian but a degreeless tech I’ve:
- Been sexually harassed over the phone and now possess a deep seated hatred of Stephen King because of it.
- Had a library card thrown at me like the fucker was Gambit because an angry white elderly patron decided me and the only other Hispanic in the building who have never spoken to this man before in our lives and who we didn’t even know came to this library were racist. Just us. No one else.
- Been threatened. Multiple times. Mainly just a few months ago but its slowly coming back with the covid curbside only service because guess who isn’t a human being again? Me.
- Gotten yelled at multiple times by patrons for reasons I can’t actually go in to or hint at because of actual legal reasons which fucking piss me off.
- Seen far too many random strangers dicks because for some stupid fucking reason people enjoy flashing librarians their junk and jacking off in the most in the open spot in the library.
That’s not even counting the shit I went through as a page both at my current job or in college. Like I love my job but some nights it honestly is really hard to keep going. I’m more stressed than someone with my job should be and I’m just so tired of being treated as something less than human because “oh you just work at a library, you probably just read books all day” and living in fear of an entitled mom getting pissed off that we’re doing curbside and sending the big boss whose already stressed to hell about how shitty the staff is and how we should all get fired.
Just a shit part of the day that I can’t stop thinking about despite the rest of it being alright.
