I find it amusing that my coworker basically just shrugged when I apologized to her for giving her more work (I had hauled a basket of craft supplies into the library, which unfortunately included a bottle of green liquid watercolor paint that was leaking—I tried to clean it up myself but had to run off to do a program at another branch, and by the time I finished that, drove back, and unloaded the car I was done for the day, so the library director asked her to do it), but yesterday was incandescent with rage because for the library staff SRP raffle (where we were supposed to log all of the books we read, with each submission being a raffle ticket for a $5 gift certificate) she had been very pleased with herself for reading the first four Dungeon Crawler Carl in a week—but I’m a children’s librarian and theoretically reading picture books could be justified as part of my job, plus I just like reading them (if you think that’s a weird thing for a 38 year old man to read….shut up), so my entries were something like *70% of all entries for the first week and a half*, meaning I won the first $5 gift certificate (I was ineligible to win any future gift certificates, but I could win the grand prize at the end of the summer, and both she and another coworker accused me of “gaming the system” so that no one else could possibly win it—which to be clear, I was just chugging along submitting my picture books entries, I didn’t have a master plan or anything)
