Jean-Paul Sartre said that hell is other people. Well, I think that those other people are teenagers. Now don't get me wrong: I am not one of those old cranky librarians that walks around shushing people and saying "those damn kids!" under my breath, I actually like teenagers. Or at least I did before I started my job as Teen Services Librarian almost a year ago at a library in a mid-sized Canadian city. I will not name that city as I intend to say a number of bad things about this city in the coming months, and do not want to cause too much trouble with my fellow employees, my boss, or even the city mayor. Actually I do want to cause trouble, but I don't want to get fired.

I basically have a love-hate relationship with teens, and unfortunately at this point in time there are many more that I hate than I love at my little old library.

I will not constantly rant about my job on this blog, but I'm not making any promises, should I happen to have a REALLY bad day and want to let loose. However, I do promise to share all sorts of humourous anecdotes about the life of a teen libarian over the past year. Read it or not, I don't care. But c'mon, don't tell me you're not tempted!