Growing up, I LOVED libraries. I loved reading - so much, in fact, that the library staff would increase the limit of books I could check out at a time, simply because I loved reading, and I read *fast* (both are still true). I always participated in the summer reading programs, and once I earned all my stickers I would volunteer to hand out stickers and prizes. Libraries were also a safe haven for me - an escape from the dysfunction, abuse, and trauma I grew up with. The convenience, good pay, and relaxed atmosphere ("if there are no students to help, feel free to read or do classwork or whatever you want - you can even use the desk computers if you don't feel like dragging your laptop around") are all great perks, but I'm also joyful (yeah, I'm using one of the annoying words that annoyingly-aspirational bloggers and gramers use, but it really applies here) about working I'm a *library*. It feels like my home away from home - just as the libraries of my childhood did. 💗 📚 #library #studentworker #libraryemployee #HACC #HACCedu #HACCLancaster #college #adultcollegestudent #collegefreshman (at HACC - Lancaster Campus) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8aHMZbjmxH/?igshid=bzymct5zbxjm