Elizabeth Scripturient (the delinquent, ecumenical (hermionesviolin) wrote,
Elizabeth Scripturient (the delinquent, ecumenical

stressed by osmosis, yo

That’s what i decided best described how i felt yesterday (and not just because of my grandfather). Tired, also.

I wore my Celebration of Sisterhood t-shirt, partly because i needed to forcibly cheer myself up. I got to work early and chatted with Jane for a while.

I had forgotten i often need to explain my shirt. Hope asked me about the symbols on it. She recognized the heart and the woman symbol, but not the upside down triangle. I said it was a gay rights symbol. She wasn’t familiar with that symbol. I explained that during the Holocaust male homosexuals were identified with pink triangles, that there was a whole system of colored triangles for identifying undesirables. She didn’t know that. This woman has been the children’s librarian for like ever. This frightens me. I mean, i know the Holocaust doesn’t come up much in projects that children do (i got The Devil’s Arithmetic on the junior high summer reading list, though, and pulling up that book on Amazon i was suggested lists like Holocaust Books: A list by usct, 8th Grader and Always Remember: Holocaust Titles for Upper Elementary Ages: A list by Volkert Volkersz, Elementary School Librarian) but she’s a woman who’s been alive a long time and works in a library and doesn’t know this stuff. But now she does.

We talked about P-town and the Boston Pride Parade. Hope was saying she wasn’t going to go into Boston for some meeting this Saturday because she didn’t want to get stuck in the Pride Parade like she did last year (the parade totally surrounded the building she was in, so when she left she had to actually drive in the parade for a while until a policeman told her about a place where there was a break and she could get out; she was afraid the whole time that she would end up on the news and her mother would see her -- “All these years and you never told me?” Jane joked). Jane said her husband loves P-town (i like her husband better and better ;) ) and wanted to take one of their daughters there. To the Pride Parade actually, i think. Jane was saying they were in P-town for a Pride Parade one year and she loved it. The daughter was all, “What parents bring their kid to P-town for a Pride Parade?” “All the cool parents,” i replied. (I laugh that i like Jane and possibly her husband better than i like their daughters, who are around my age.)

Lata asked me about the symbols on my shirt. Love, women, gay rights, i said. I had to repeat the last one because she didn’t hear me or something. “Ah. I don’t support them,” she said. I smiled, strainedly, pleasantly, nodded, said, “Ah.” She’s old-fashioned and i was not about to engage her in a discussion on the topic, especially because she was still paging and i was on-desk. Thinking about it later i was reminded that this is why i care so much about gay rights, because when you say “I don’t support gay rights” you are saying “I don’t support your rights.”

Some woman brought in leftover lilies and cake from her birthday, and when i got home Paul and Barbara had brought chocolate sorbet. Whee.

Michele’s been training everyone on the new system for the past few weeks. Session 1 for an hour, and then another day Session 2, which is supposedly easier than Session 2. I did Sessions 1 and 2 in under an hour. It’s all fairly easy, largely very similar to the current system; a few things are worse in the new system, but more things are better than are worse.

Was slow for much of the day, and Michele said i was gonna kill her at the project she was gonna give me, but i said i had yet to inflict violence on her and didn’t plan to start. The project i got was better than the previous day’s project, so i was happy.

Someone saw my shirt from the back and asked if i’d made it. I said no, and explained that Celebration is an annual event and there’s a committee that does the t-shirts and stuff.

Summer Reading Program sign up, so the evening was quite busy. Around 7:30 a 3 year old pulled the fire alarm. Loudest. Thing. Ever. The quiet was so nice afterward.

A patron asked me about my shirt. I explained about Celebration of Sisterhood and talked about people have been talking about how there were still issues to be dealt with and that the event should become more serious, and the patron and i chatted a bit and she seemed to really get it and that made me happy.

A group of teenage girls came up to the desk and one of them said, “There are supposed to be a lot of librarian ladies here.” You can’t make this shit up. She was referring to the summer reading program; her mom was one of the librarians doing the sign up. But still. I was just, speechless.

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