Simply put, you get to check out a lot of books and you aren’t charged late fees (with the understanding, of course, not to abuse this power). Too good to be true? Maybe. But you also aren’t very highly paid. I would argue that less restrictions coming in the way of my love of books may be worth it. My roommate would say that I need to come to terms with my addiction to books. That concept in itself is funny to me, having been raised with a deep love of books and a desire to have lots of them. I thought everyone believed it was nice to have as many shelves full of books as possible.
This makes it sound as though I was a poor, deprived child, but for a very short time my sister and I, when we were in elementary school, would even play dolls with books. Each book would be a character in a family. So for instance, if I was reading a Hardy Boys book, that would be the son, with a certain character to match, perhaps named Joe. We had books to make walls for the house, too. That didn’t last long, but I sometimes think about it still, and how much fun it seemed. In retrospect, it’s a little eccentric, but I think it felt natural to give the books personas, because they were so important and real to me.
I am the sort of person who, even as I read my homework in college for my English classes, would gasp or cry out when I really got into a book. It would sometimes get to the point where my roommate, not jokingly, would ask me to please be more quiet. In college, I had a job at the campus library through my work study, and I decided that would be something I would be interested in doing after college. So I got a job working for another one, this time a public branch library. Since then, I’ve been happily shelving books, and not so eagerly getting asked on dates by volunteers and customers. I have even had someone tell me their interest in me is such that they would like to adopt me as a niece figure. The best moments come when I have more carts to shelve than there is time, and I can think about books and life while alphabetizing automatically.
It only seems fair that I give you my number now, so you can understand how seriously I take books, or how big my problem is. I have 73 items checked out at the moment. Keep in mind, before you judge me, that does include magazines and DVDs. This week, I’m house sitting, which means during the time I’m not at work, I am spending most of my time reading. From Firmin, a book from a rat’s perspective which takes place right before Scollay Square was razed, to Hoax Hunters, a comic about a reality show team investigating the inexplicable, to An Abundance of Katherines, about a child prodigy who just graduated from high school and has only dated girls named Katherine, I am thoroughly enjoying this time with books for company. The best summers include a good book, or ten.