And so, before we begin, a quick rant from my moral high chair.
I've been doing this academic library malarkey for over 10 years now, and the one thing that both bewilders and annoys the J.Henry.Christ out of me is the fact that our "customers" - as we have to call them these days (everyone has a price at the Capitalist Gang Bang we call modernity) seem to have not yet mastered the ability to push a chair back under a table or work surface after they get up to leave.
And this is not an isolated case or two, it is the bloody majority! Of course, I realise that students have a lot on their minds, such as where to get the cheapest Jager Bombs in town but honestly, how difficult is it to put a chair, - and a fair few have wheels I hasten to add, back in its place?
Has this seemingly obvious piece of everyday, common or garden politeness became a relic of a past only us fuddy-duddies remember, like Spangles, pound notes and Dial-A-Disc? Or is it because it's not part of an accredited module and therefore not worth bothering about? Or is it simply beneath them...haha beneath them! Chairs, beneath, geddit?...oh suit yourselves...anyway, is it simply not worth their while when they are paying £9k plus a year...well, we say paying, borrowing is more to the point...oh, listen kids, do like your Uncle Librarypigg and get crappy under paid jobs until you hit 50 and "Boom!" the loan and the repayments are cancelled!! Huzzah! Under-achievement was never so useful.
Anyway, enough of that, and on to the first "Found in the Library", this note was next to a pile of sweet wrappers, unfinished food and general crapola some lazy sod left behind. Unfortunately I don't have a picture of that scene just a note from a person after my own house-proud, domestic goddess heart. x
File under Dewey number 749.32

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