Copyright. Doesn’t the word just fill you with joy and enthusiasm?
Now, imagine an entire day spent listening to someone drone the Australian copyright laws at you. Hours and hours of … you can use downloaded music for the classroom but you can’t use it for a school competition, you can make a copy of an out of print book, but not if there are other editions available, all those, what I call the i before e exception to the rule, rules.
Add to that a table companion who sniffled and snuffled all through the day, and who had the temerity to exhale her hot germy breath all over me so that within the prescribed 72 hours I had a sore throat and runny nose to the point that I couldn’t spend time with my grand daughter this weekend (Petit Fille is 12 weeks today!)
So, the very next time someone says to me, “It must be wonderful to be a librarian and have all those books to read!” as though I sit in my office with my feet on my desk reading every volume in the collection all day, every day, I may just move those feet off the desk top and land them where the sun don’t shine.