Wednesday, September 18, 2019

Great Spangled Fritillary butterfly

I came an hour early for my shift at the library.  The librarian was getting rid of all of the videotapes from the shelves.  They occasionally were requested but the librarian decided they weren't worth the space they were taking up on the shelves.  She'd pulled them already and wanted me to take them out of the system.  Got that done about the time the Lego Club kids arrived.  Fifty plus kids poured in to listen to a book  and work on their Lego creations.  Early on one youngster didn't quite make it to the bathroom in time so the cleanup kept one of the aides busy for quite awhile.  Besides waiting on regular patrons and handing out cookie treats to the kids after they finished their masterpieces, the librarian also asked that I enter the children's names onto an attendance spreadsheet from the permission sheets she put on my desk.  I found the spreadsheet on-line.  This was the first Lego Club of the new school year so many of the names had to be added.  The spreadsheet also had space for the parents name and phone next to the child's.  After struggling through that exercise I have a few comments.  (1) Why do parents feel the need to spell their child's name in some odd way?  Hayleigh, Alexzander, Syndee, Izobell.  (2)  Most of the parents aren't doctors so why are their signatures unrecognizable scribbles?  (3)  Since the parent's last name often didn't match the child's last name and the child's last name often didn't match other siblings last names, women might as well keep their original surnames when they marry. 

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