Saturday: ClassWent well. I taught 'off the bike' and they seemed to really like it. I can be more of a 'coach' that way, since I can talk more, walk around, make some eye contact. Had 12 people, pretty good for summer.
Company PicnicAt Six Flags in MD. I drove Pixie and his girlfriend and we got there right on time, though they suck as navigators. It was hot as freakin hell, (95°) and not even a breeze in the pavilion. There was the usual awkwardness of seeing co-workers out of context. Too many middle-aged men in shorts with chicken legs. I'm sure I was unenthusiastic, and didn't want to ride any rides. We finally all did the most tame one: you sit in an inner tube and ride around a fake river.
I have to say something about the attendees at Six Flags in general. OMG, I have not seen so much white trash in my life! Too many examples of mutation to count; enough to believe in de-evolution and the dangers of inbreeding. Ironically of course, these are the kind of people who would believe in 'intelligent design,' they being very people who 'shine' as examples that there was no intelligence behind their chromosomes.
Sunday: ClassTen people, also went well, though I biked for most of class.
Volunteering @ the LibraryThey LOVED me! Everyone was so nice. The guy I was supposed to report to was this little Asian guy Ahntu who was apparently in charge. The computers were down and they were all freaking out so I kind of stepped back, since I got there 15 mins after opening at 1 pm, but he was still nice even though he was obviously very harried. Apparently the system had even been down Sat but no one had bothered to warn them. One nice woman took me back and managed to find a volunteer login book and give me a little orientation and set me to checking returned DVDs to make sure they were in the cases. She shook her head and said "Sometimes I think we are running a video store and not a library!"
Then Ahntu came back and grabbed me and pointed me to a cart and said, "Here you go, you can shelve, ok?" But it was shelving stuff that was off the return bin (which was getting refilled every 15 minutes or so) into the pre-shelving area, where they do a basic sort. Maybe they don't trust the volunteers to actually shelve real books on real shelves in the actual library. Well about an hour in one lady came up to me and said, "Wow, you are really fast! You are going to give the speed demon Ahntu a run!" So I did the diplomatic laugh and said I hoped I was as accurate as I was fast. But I caught a couple of misfiles, even as I was re-learning Dewey Decimal System (they use Library of Congress catalogue system at U.Va. where I worked before). Damn they had literally 2 dozen carts backed up for filing in the actual stacks.. They make the shelvers sign off on their work; guess they have some quality control issues.
I did 3 hours, maybe 8-10 carts, and they were all very sweet and thankful, saying I was a wonderful help (gee, wouldn't a little appreciation like this be nice at my actual job). It was crazy though, there was a line of 5-10 at the checkout the whole time I was there.
Monday: Took the day off, did absolutely nothing. Seriously, I vegged
all day. I had several things I wanted to get done and did none of them. Then I went to bed around ten and couldn't sleep, ended up dozing all night while half listening to the BBC news (which gets real repetitive after awhile, trust me.)