So, is this bad or anything?
Monday, 18 January 2016 08:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
carose59[Originally posted elsewhere January 23, 2001]
I was out working at the reception desk and a couple of guys came in and were talking about the windows. I didn't understand what they were talking about—it seemed very technical—and all the while they were talking, I was thinking, Oh, these must be the guys who are pretending to be window guys, and I'll just let them go on about their business because, you know, they're window guys, and they're doing it so well, I won't even catch on that they're really casing the place.
Which was disconcerting. And then this family came in, a mother and father and daughter, wanting to know where the children's books are. They were from out of town and were disappointed to find out that the Children's Museum is closed on Mondays, and not too thrilled to find out that this is not, in fact, a library. And the whole time I was talking to them, I had to resist the urge to tell them they were very convincing.
And then I had two more separate people come in wanting to know where the books were, and that's just unprecedented for a one-hour shift at the desk. And the window guys kept walking around, talking technically and pointing at things, and I had to resist the urge to tell them not to bother on my account, and oh, by the way, this is while not actually a library, it is a building owned by the library, and we don't really have anything here anybody would want, so the scam is kind of a waste of time.
But I didn't.
My shift is over, and I'm safely back in my cubicle, away from the people.
I was out working at the reception desk and a couple of guys came in and were talking about the windows. I didn't understand what they were talking about—it seemed very technical—and all the while they were talking, I was thinking, Oh, these must be the guys who are pretending to be window guys, and I'll just let them go on about their business because, you know, they're window guys, and they're doing it so well, I won't even catch on that they're really casing the place.
Which was disconcerting. And then this family came in, a mother and father and daughter, wanting to know where the children's books are. They were from out of town and were disappointed to find out that the Children's Museum is closed on Mondays, and not too thrilled to find out that this is not, in fact, a library. And the whole time I was talking to them, I had to resist the urge to tell them they were very convincing.
And then I had two more separate people come in wanting to know where the books were, and that's just unprecedented for a one-hour shift at the desk. And the window guys kept walking around, talking technically and pointing at things, and I had to resist the urge to tell them not to bother on my account, and oh, by the way, this is while not actually a library, it is a building owned by the library, and we don't really have anything here anybody would want, so the scam is kind of a waste of time.
But I didn't.
My shift is over, and I'm safely back in my cubicle, away from the people.