Saturday Schmatterday

Worked my first Saturday today and I have to say it was rather uneventful. The only change from a reg-lar day is that I have a shorter lunch break (boo) finish earlier (yay) talk to more readers (hm) and do someone else's reshelving. O, that and I got to be in RARE for a bit, which involved pressing a button to open a gate. And playing assorted alien/sudoku/snake/bejewelled games on my phone because nothing happens in RARE on a Saturday.

One thing that did happen and freaked the hell outta me was that I went down to WBB4 and got a book (this was the first time I went down the stairs to the basement, and on the worst day to do it I know, because there's no one around and so I was basically alone in the basement wandering I did not know where...) and anyway I found the book and walked over to the lift. And before I pressed anything the lift DELIVERED ITSELF to me and opened. There was no one in it or anything. No one anywhere. It just KNEW.

So I'm filing a report for paranormal activity right now. If we can't have a rapture at least there'll be some kinda broohaha for people to bother themselves with. Like Area 51.

I also recieved my end-of-probation form which was generally complimentary.

Or at least these sections were left blank and well, I feel sorry for the not-likely-to-be-satisfactory's, because that column ends with a 'notice of termination' section.

Good thing I'm great. And smart. And modest. Though not as modest as this author: