I work as a Librarian in a private company, and we work for a university. The students are technically our customers *sighs* and that's where we get problems. Because of the nature of their courses (it's a bit of a special university, with very short-term courses), we are supposed to give them a LOT of help. They get most things spoon-fed already - they get given a lot of books when they start courses, get a tour of the Library, get several reading lists and then several more for each essay they get given, print-outs of important chapters, anything we can't print scanned onto the internet, we buy in the important books so that they all have a copy...so this suck was on top of everything else.
Now, we are all very helpful. We appreciate that our classification system is hard to use, particularly if your first language isn't English. We will quite happily talk people through it, show them how to use it: we're Very Helpful People.
But when a fairly polite foreign genetleman walks in, gives me a sheet with twelve books, and says "Find them"...
Ok, english is not his first language, so I may have missed something in those few words. So..."Of course, sir." I point out the classmarks and books, mention how the classifications work and that the system starts at 1 and goes down to 9, point out where the section he wants is likely to be, and then say in my sweetest tone with a nice smile, "And if you have a problem finding anything, please do let me know."
Ooh, if looks could kill! He spent the next half hour wandering around trying to find the books (and I admit, was successful). But for whatever reason, he then brought the stack of books back to me to issue, and spent the whole five minutes of the 'transaction' glaring daggers.
He's almost up there with the chap who snapped his fingers at me...*growls*
Now, we are all very helpful. We appreciate that our classification system is hard to use, particularly if your first language isn't English. We will quite happily talk people through it, show them how to use it: we're Very Helpful People.
But when a fairly polite foreign genetleman walks in, gives me a sheet with twelve books, and says "Find them"...
Ok, english is not his first language, so I may have missed something in those few words. So..."Of course, sir." I point out the classmarks and books, mention how the classifications work and that the system starts at 1 and goes down to 9, point out where the section he wants is likely to be, and then say in my sweetest tone with a nice smile, "And if you have a problem finding anything, please do let me know."
Ooh, if looks could kill! He spent the next half hour wandering around trying to find the books (and I admit, was successful). But for whatever reason, he then brought the stack of books back to me to issue, and spent the whole five minutes of the 'transaction' glaring daggers.
He's almost up there with the chap who snapped his fingers at me...*growls*
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