Let the BS begin….

Two weeks in, and already, the bullshit factory is running at full steam at the library. I’m not going to use actual names because I want all parties to remain anonymous, but I also want to give a little but of background on the players in the game.

The Usual Crew: 

Lindsay

Sharon

Mitchie

Me.

We all sit together at Adult Coffee and Coloring*  on Thursdays.  It has taken me a long time to actually get involved in that group, and now that I have, I really hold on to it dearly. They’re some of my best friends. Sharon and I came into the coloring club at the same time, and we sort of bonded over Buddhism, initially. Then it just blossomed into something amazing.  She’s actually become across between a mentor and a second mother. We’ll see what’s gonna happen.

Lindsay is a good friend, too. She has a bunch of health issues, and stuff that we can bond over.  We are also book nerds. Which kind of makes sense since we all hang out at the library. Now, we’re all volunteers. I do a few more volunteering within  the library. Sharon and Lindsay do more outside stuff, and that’s cool, but we all volunteer so that’s good.

Mitchie is a secondary part of the group. In that she doesn’t come every week because she has other obligations, and that’s fine.  But we acknowledge her as one of ours and are so happy when she can make it.

And then of course there’s me.  Like the others, I volunteer and read and genuinely enjoy the different programs and activities the library has to offer.  Last week was my first week of volunteering , and that went well. This week went well, too. Until the end.

The Outsider: 

Caleb, Lindsey’s Librarian boyfriend. They’ve only been going out for a couple of month, and I’ll be perfectly honest. I don’t like them together. She’s way too chill for his stressed out attitude.  But I may also be a raving lunatic cause I can’t stand Caleb at all. And here is where the library bullshit begins, my friends.

Today after volunteering, I had gone into the back to grab my sandwich and backpack out of the locker.  Regina, one of my favorite librarians and a close friend of mine invited me to join her, Jezelle, and a couple of  the other ladies for Salad Day. I thought, sure why not. I was done with my volunteer  shift, and I was gonna eat anyway. Why not eat with friends?

The lunch was fine, and i got to tell them about how different Florida’s libraries were compared to the ones in Maryland and in South Carolina. The only weird thing was that Caleb randomly came in and took a picture of me eating salad.**

Come to find out, he wanted the picture for evidence of double standards. jApparently, at that same time, Caleb had gotten in trouble for having Lindsay around so much at work during work hours, and not focusing on his job. He tried to say that me being allowed to eat back there was double standards because he got in trouble. Well,  I can assure you that Regina and the others that were with me will be on my side about all of this.  I’m just hoping nothing is said to me, because I get terribly anxious about things like that. ***

I am too old  for this bullshit. The library is my safe haven, and I will not have some whiny man-child trying to take that away from me just because he HATES his job. That is not my problem. If you hate it  so much, quit. Don’t stay. That’s what I would do. Whatever you do, you are not ever not supposed to be professional. (Don’t get me started about what happened last week with Caleb’s Maker Space craft).

*= I usually drink tea or water. Coffee is just what most of the people there drink.

**= In my defense, I was also eating my sandwich, which was bacon ranch tuna.

***= honestly, I can’t handle being reprimanded to begin with, I shut down. But to be unjustly reprimanded? That’s just worse.