Sssshhhhhhhhh........
There's nothing more suspicious than students shushing each other, especially on the stairwell...
When I hear them, my vampire senses tingle, and I know mischief is afoot. I decide to mosey downstairs all casual-like. I ask at the third floor circulation desk if they have any clue what is up...One student employee says she heard a group of students say something about going downstairs to sing carols on the first floor. Oh great. I run to stop them before they get there but I'm too late. I arrive on the first floor to find about twenty-five boys and girls shouting Jingle Bells.
Now my library doesn't have many rules. Hardly any except, don't take anything out of the library without checking it out, and be quiet on the first floor.
So guess what I get to be? I get to be the person to tell the happy carolers to move it along. Did I mention they're standing on tables and chairs so their voices project better? Yeah. So I walk up to the group. I catch a few of their eyes and shake my head. I motion with my thumb that they have to go upstairs. They don't pay any attention to me.
They're singing at the tops of their lungs. The students that are studying are looking at them with bleary eyed disdain so I have to shout, "Move it upstairs!" They keep singing. I yell again, "Come on, you gotta move it upstairs." They. Keep. Singing. Now, I'm getting pissed. I'm thinking about calling UPD. There's a phone right on this floor. I shout one more time. "Move it upstairs!" Finally they finish their rendition of Jingle Bells and start going to the exit.
One guy points at me and yells, "Grinch."
Another guy says, "Stop being a grinch, Grinch."
The first guy adds, "We're just spreading some Christmas cheer." I just shake my head and continue to trail them.
The guys keep making comments in my direction. I don't care. They're leaving. That's all I care about.
They could've sung carols on second, third, and forth floor, but no, they had to go to first floor and only first floor.
Heesh, I just realized I basically shushed them. I'm not one of those librarians. Why last night, I happily made an announcement over the PA system for a sorority that there was free food on fourth floor for everyone to enjoy. You should've seen the mob that appeared, but that was okay. Fourth floor can have parties.
Till next time,
DON'T MAKE ME SHUSH YOUR ASS.
When I hear them, my vampire senses tingle, and I know mischief is afoot. I decide to mosey downstairs all casual-like. I ask at the third floor circulation desk if they have any clue what is up...One student employee says she heard a group of students say something about going downstairs to sing carols on the first floor. Oh great. I run to stop them before they get there but I'm too late. I arrive on the first floor to find about twenty-five boys and girls shouting Jingle Bells.
Now my library doesn't have many rules. Hardly any except, don't take anything out of the library without checking it out, and be quiet on the first floor.
So guess what I get to be? I get to be the person to tell the happy carolers to move it along. Did I mention they're standing on tables and chairs so their voices project better? Yeah. So I walk up to the group. I catch a few of their eyes and shake my head. I motion with my thumb that they have to go upstairs. They don't pay any attention to me.
They're singing at the tops of their lungs. The students that are studying are looking at them with bleary eyed disdain so I have to shout, "Move it upstairs!" They keep singing. I yell again, "Come on, you gotta move it upstairs." They. Keep. Singing. Now, I'm getting pissed. I'm thinking about calling UPD. There's a phone right on this floor. I shout one more time. "Move it upstairs!" Finally they finish their rendition of Jingle Bells and start going to the exit.
One guy points at me and yells, "Grinch."
Another guy says, "Stop being a grinch, Grinch."
The first guy adds, "We're just spreading some Christmas cheer." I just shake my head and continue to trail them.
The guys keep making comments in my direction. I don't care. They're leaving. That's all I care about.
They could've sung carols on second, third, and forth floor, but no, they had to go to first floor and only first floor.
Heesh, I just realized I basically shushed them. I'm not one of those librarians. Why last night, I happily made an announcement over the PA system for a sorority that there was free food on fourth floor for everyone to enjoy. You should've seen the mob that appeared, but that was okay. Fourth floor can have parties.
Till next time,
DON'T MAKE ME SHUSH YOUR ASS.
Labels: Drink responsibly, Patrons, Shh
posted by Vampire Librarian at 1:12 AM
3 Comments:
nice. throwin some smack down vampire style. lol
Don't they get it? If they had simply pantomimed renditions of Christmas carols...then all would have been forgiven. But, no, they had to sing. Christmas is not the Vampire Librarian's enemy; noise is. Silly co-eds. KLG
KLG,
If you're who I think you are, why haven't you emailed me back? Glad to see you eitherway.
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