Bwuh?

[msfledermaus]

...I was leaving my apartment complex to head out for work when I saw a guy sleeping on the foyer couch, snoring away. He didn't have a coat or anything; just one of those awful sports jerseys and dangly ugly gold chains. I'm guessing he must be the boyfriend of someone who tossed him out of their apartment or something:/
It was a bit of a flashback to the Crackstack for a moment there, though I've no doubt the managers will sort it all out when they open the office...which is the difference between my new building and the old one.

Anyway, back at workies some more. There's lots of people coming in this week, mostly people with family from out of twon, being shown the sights. They're pretty well behaved for the most part--no meltdowns from anybody so much as wheedling--wheedling to be allowed their humongous backpacks, wheedling for their adult baby-bottles of water, wheedling in one case to be allowed to bring their puppy into the museum. (I've no problem with puppies. I *like* puppies. But I have a vision of a puppy chewing on some of our two-hundred-year-old furniture that won't go away.) And then of course there's the touching of stuff, as usual. I told someone yesterday, "You know, we could put up a giant stinging jellyfish with a big sign next to it saying, "Great big stinging jellyfish; do not touch!" and I guarantee you people would be touching it every five minutes."
It's true. Jobs like this add a new dimension to understanding human behavior.

And of course I have a job that people don't understand very well sometimes. One of our new guards told me that her brother's friend was being unkind about her new line of work. (The lady in question sounds like a piece of work herself; calling her, "Little people" and whatnot.) There are some behaviors that act like a grat big red button for me and one of the biggest is someone on their high horse belittling someone for a job they think beneath them. These are usually people who haven't really dealt with the world of employment in any serious way, and often they get a pretty big shock when they're not automatically handed the position of Great Bitch Queen that they assume is theirs by right....we all told our new guard to be of good cheer, this babe sounds like she makes herself miserable and tries to make others miserable too so she can feel better. People like that are their own worst enemy in the end...

And on that cheery note, I'm off to punch in. Happy Friday, peoples!

Comments

[sirreal13.livejournal.com]

Bummer about the idiot snoring in your lobby.

Have a good friday. It's the last Friday of 2006!!! I hope you get a chance to party like it's almost 2-007 (the "Year that will be shaken not stirred")

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

I'll try..seeing the parental units this New years, so the partying has to be sedate. Maybe I'll just sleep a lot.

[low-delta.livejournal.com]

someone on their high horse belittling someone for a job they think beneath them.

"You're dating ze gahdner?!"

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

I KNOW, it's just sooooo irritating in the extreme, it makes usually harmless me want to smack people.

Hey, you home this weekend? I'm feeling better, so I can call people and not have them go, "Who IS this? I just hear this nasally whine!!"

[low-delta.livejournal.com]

Yes, we'll probalby be home all weekend. Gimme a call.

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

Happy Friday to you too...and good on you that you do not touch the stingy jellyfish. You gots yerself the smarts!

[roadskoller.livejournal.com]

We in the service industry come up against job snobs all the time, don't we.
I was once told by a customer that, "The help uses the bathroom in the basement."

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

Great Googally Moogally...can't have the *help* contaminating the bathrooms of Real People now, can we?

It makes me want to clean those bathrooms with stinky cheese, coating every surface available. Grrrr...

[roadskoller.livejournal.com]

I had my little protest by marching my butt into the master bedroom's bathroom. Heh. Of course she had gone off on errands......

[mrbalihai.livejournal.com]

My (mostly) sainted mother, sadly, is an inveterate museum toucher. We practically had to tie her arms behind her the last time. I promise not to bring her to the Jade Mines if we ever take her to Mini-nippleous.

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

We can put one of those kid-leashes on her and I'm sure she'd be fine...just don't let go of the other end:)

[emschin.livejournal.com]

I harbor a secret guilt. Okay....this is it. "I once touched something in an Art Museum and had to be told by a nice guard not to."

I didn't meant to! I swear! I had read the sign and everything and my intent was good. But I got so interested I DID IT. Do you think I might stil go to heaven----if I'm really sorry?

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

I'm sure you will--remorse after touching is a good and healthy sign. It's so hard NOT to touch that we usually understand a little if it happens a little...it's the ones that go on to repeat art molesting that are the true threats to humanity.

So never fear. It's all okay:)

[rdsc.livejournal.com]

You can't be too critical though can you - they're DISADVANTAGED. Medical science hasn't quite caught up with it yet but thee majority of peeple are "Sign Blind". This is why the majority of library staff are either slightly bitter or laconic,(speaking as an ex libio person).

I worked in a 2nd Hand record shop(a long time ago, obviously)and we sold t-shirts. We put a 6"x4" fluorescent pink sign with the price and an arrow on it directly above the shelves holding them only 2ft below - the t-shirts were priced - people had a clear unobstructed view from 20 feet away. How laconic do you think I got :)