OK, so, honestly: sometimes I feel like I could be replaced with an automaton who, when you pressed a button on her forehead, lifted up a sign reading "the Internet computers are down the stairs and to your left."
But almost every time I go to work, I get at least one experience that gently reminds me how lucky I am to be a librarian. Like the time I helped a very elegant, elderly woman make some photocopies and she was so kindly and graciously grateful all my life's troubles melted away for a few hours. Or the woman whose husband had recently died who only wanted to talk to someone about anything, and our conversation about The Poisonwood Bible seemed to de-lonely her.
Or like a few nights ago, when I helped a woman do some genealogy research using our newspaper database, and she found an obituary she'd been looking for for years. She was so happy she danced, quite literally, her own happy dance. Right there next to the biography shelves.
Sometimes it's when I magically know the title of the book someone's looking for. Or when someone comes back in to tell me that the book I recommended to them has become their new favorite. Every once in awhile, someone will even say "you're so lucky to work here."
And I just have to agree.
It doesn't hurt that our library is gorgeous. I mean, granted: there's lots of dusty shelves. But our children's section has this fantastic stained glass window, and a puppet stage that's extraordinary. There's a glass-walled bridge, connecting the two wings, overlooking a grassy, tree-filled garden, and when you walk across it, you feel like you are walking through the trees. In the spring, when the flowering pear trees blossom, it's simply amazing. There are balconies to look over, winding staircases, comfy chairs in hidden niches. It's a great library.
And even though tonight ended on a frustrating note ("I want you to tell me what to read." "OK, what do you like to read?" "I don't know." "Fiction or non?" "I don't know." Ummmmmm...maybe just close your eyes and pick one then?), I'm feeling very blessed at where my choices have taken me, career-wise.
I love my job.