I just discovered that as a librarian, I have a an amazing power. Apparently, I can control the Internet. And I don't just mean other's access to it. I mean I can control websites, passwords, everything. Apparently this a power all librarians have.
Can't access your account? You probably ticked off the last librarian you met and s/he changed your password. The website you visit every single day has disappeared? Yep, that was us. We got tired of your looking at. Thought you could spend your time doing something more rewarding, so we took it away. That test you took online for your new job, which your employer didn't get, we deleted it. You didn't do so well, so we're giving you another chance.
I should probably thank the patron who let me know about this power. Otherwise, I'd still be thinking that it was a combination of human and computer errors. Silly me. Those things just don't happen anymore. Its the librarians.
16 June 2009
12 June 2009
On Not Running
So I let myself be talked into joining a 1/2 marathon training program. I thought it'd be a good way to keep myself motivated in going to the gym and exercising. And it's always nice to have people to exercise with.
We're only a couple of weeks into the program, and the training has gone something like this: run 20 minutes one day, 15 the next, rest, run 20 minutes again; run 1 mile on Saturday. Which I can do. I'd been running 30-35 minutes 3 days a week before I joined. And then I got sick.
I wasn't very sick. It was just a little cold. But I didn't do anything I absolutely had to do. The last couple of times I caught a little cold I ignored it and ended up being sick for 6 weeks or so with all sort of infections. I wasn't going to go through that again. Last week was full of cough drops, lemon and honey, and lounging in bed. I only ran once. This week, the running is killing me. I didn't even make it through the 20 minutes on Monday. I had to stop and walk. It was so sad and pathetic. What a difference a week makes, eh?
We're only a couple of weeks into the program, and the training has gone something like this: run 20 minutes one day, 15 the next, rest, run 20 minutes again; run 1 mile on Saturday. Which I can do. I'd been running 30-35 minutes 3 days a week before I joined. And then I got sick.
I wasn't very sick. It was just a little cold. But I didn't do anything I absolutely had to do. The last couple of times I caught a little cold I ignored it and ended up being sick for 6 weeks or so with all sort of infections. I wasn't going to go through that again. Last week was full of cough drops, lemon and honey, and lounging in bed. I only ran once. This week, the running is killing me. I didn't even make it through the 20 minutes on Monday. I had to stop and walk. It was so sad and pathetic. What a difference a week makes, eh?
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