• toynbee@piefed.social
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    During my first “job,” I was too young to be legally employed, so I volunteered at a library with my mom. Initially I worked in one of the back rooms, hidden from the public, helping to scan and sort books put in the return bins. (I discovered several great books by seeing them come back; among them were Dogsbody, Lovely Bones, and Me Talk Pretty One Day. Those are listed alphabetically by title and that wasn’t even by design!)

    After I volunteered long enough, I was deemed sufficiently experienced to put books on the shelves in the stacks. I was titled a “page” and proudly announced that while attending a LAN party. One of the other attendees of said party said “and if you do that long enough maybe you’ll become a full book!” I laughed quite heartily.

    If you’ve never read anything else I wrote here, the post above will probably tell you everything you could possibly want to know about me.

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      Man, my first real job was at the library as a student page. That job fucking rocked so much and I wish I could have stayed there forever.

      I got to shelve books, play with microfilm and microfiche, and listen to my CDs all day. It was the best job ever.