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2001-10-22 - 9:01 a.m.

I have finally decided to start updating my page again. See I have started a new job, and have found that I have a lot of free time to sit around and think.

I guess I ought to give the world an update on my current job, since that seems to be the latest and greatest thing that has occurred in my life within the last couple-o-weeks. I am now officially the Community Technology Outreach Specialist for the Library. Wow what a mouthful. What does this all mean you ask�well to put it plainly I teach people how to use a computer. I teach everything from beginner stuff like �this is a mouse� to slightly more advanced stuff like Excel and Power Point.

It seemed like a very pleasant relaxing job after spending so much time working with wild children, but every silver lining has its gray cloud I guess. What I didn�t bother to think about was�what type of person has time to take these classes at 10 am in the morning? Well I�ll tell ya. They are not rocket scientists by any means. Now don�t get me wrong, I have no problems teaching these classes to folks who have never touched a computer before. My grandparents would have fallen into that category, and I would have loved to have them in my class. But the folks that my classes seem to be attracting are�how do I put this nicely�smelly, scared, slow, and MENTAL! Last friday I got to meet one of the fellahs that has signed up for every class I am teaching. He claims to be the direct descendent of Jesus. Pretty cool eh� Well, what I also found out was that there are �people� out there who know this, and want him dead because of it. Several times "they" have sent the devil to hunt him down and kill him. Needless to say the devil was unsuccessful�I guess. By this point in my conversation with him, I very much wanted to ask him to leave my library, not because I didn�t like him, or because he was mental (in fact he was a fairly nice fellow albeit he talked way too much), but because if he indeed did have the devil after him, well�I didn�t want the devil to show up at the library looking for him. For some reason I get the feeling that the devil would be fairly indiscriminate in whom he tore in half, consumed, mauled�or what ever the devil would to a person as he perused his target. Did I mention that this fellah has signed up for both weeks of classes. It seems that the other type of person that I have in my classes are those who are Mental (note with a capital M). These �students� come in all types. I have the �I�m in a battered women�s shelter because my husband is evil, and can you show me how to find information about him online so I can tell if he has been lying to me, and will you show me how to get into a chat room so I can meet people, and will my husband know I am in the chat room, and if he does can I still talk to him�, there is the �I have taken this class 6 times and I still don�t understand how to left click�, and finally the �When I am signing up for hot mail�again, because I have forgotten my password yet again, I still cannot use my real name or birthday or gender or anything, and I moan and groan about it the whole time and then try to skip filling in any information for registering a new account but then wonder why I cant get an email account and then I get upset and ask the teacher why this never works, and then moan some more�.and babble about how they are gonna get me�. Perhaps the devil is after them as well. I never expected a library job to be so dangerous.

Well tomorrow will be MY first class with this unique bunch of folks, perhaps the last 10 times they have all taken the class will have taught the how to at least left click.

Oh sweet December hurry up! I will be changing libraries and perhaps then I will no longer be scraping the bottom of the student barrel.

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