Today we had the traditional Thanksgiving Eve pageant. Well, it's actually less of a pageant and more of a collision of two things:
- People come to the library on Thanksgiving Eve looking for an armload of movies for the upcoming long weekend or to spend some quality time on the Intarweb before their one day computer fast;
- The library closes two hours earlier than usual.
It really doesn't matter that the early closure is on the library's calendar. It doesn't matter that signs at eye level have been on the doors since Halloween. The early close always comes as a shock. When the announcement that we are indeed closed came over the intercom, it lead to agitated turbo typing by die hard Internet habitués and some particularly frantic power selecting among the motion picture enthusiasts.
Tonight, I managed to herd the last of the movie-seekers toward the self check machines and turned to try to shoo the remaining netizen.
"OK! Just a second!" she carped after I told her that we had closed five minutes before.
I told her I was heading to the management station to terminate her session.
"I'll be done in a second!"
Her time estimation skills were not good. After about a minute, I clicked the button and her computer shut down.
She wished me a Happy Thanksgiving on her way out, but her tone suggested that she didn't really mean it.