Wow, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I’m a librarian in Alfreton, right? You know, that little town in Derbyshire? Yeah, that one. It’s got charm, but today? Pffft, it was a rollercoaster.
First off, I woke up late. Classic me. Alarm didn’t go off. I’m sprinting down High Street, dodging folks like I’m in some weird game of Frogger. I mean, come on! I can’t be late to the library! The books need me!
So, I finally get to the library on Church Street, and it’s like a scene from a movie. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m thinking, “Today’s gonna be great!” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.
I open the doors, and boom! There’s Mrs. Thompson, bless her heart, yelling about overdue fines. Like, lady, it’s just a book! Chill! I mean, I get it, but c’mon. It’s not like I’m the one who wrote the rules. I’m just the book keeper, not the fine collector!
Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs in. I swear he’s like a tornado. He’s got a stack of books taller than him. I’m talking about “War and Peace” and “Moby Dick.” I’m like, “Dude, you sure you wanna carry all that?” He just grins and says, “I’m training for the Olympics!” I can’t even.
After that, I head to the back to grab some new arrivals. And guess what? The delivery guy, Dave, is late. Again. I mean, how hard is it to deliver books on time? It’s not like he’s bringing me pizza or something. I need my new books, man!
So, I’m pacing around, and I bump into Mr. Jenkins. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s telling me about how he saw a fox on Nottingham Road. A fox! In Alfreton! I’m like, “Dude, that’s not even the craziest thing I’ve heard today!” But he’s all serious, like he’s just discovered a new species.
Finally, the books arrive. Thank goodness! But then, I spill coffee all over the new arrivals. I’m standing there, horrified. “Noooo!” I’m practically crying. I mean, who spills coffee on books? Me, apparently.
Then, just when I think it can’t get worse, the fire alarm goes off. Like, seriously? In the middle of a quiet reading hour? Everyone’s panicking, and I’m just standing there, trying to herd cats. I mean, kids are running everywhere, and I’m like, “Stay calm! It’s just a drill!” But no one’s listening.
After the chaos, I finally get a moment to breathe. I step outside for some fresh air on Market Street. And wow, the view is stunning. The hills in the background, the little shops, it’s all so picturesque. I take a deep breath and think, “Okay, maybe today isn’t a total disaster.”
But then, I see a pigeon. And not just any pigeon. This one’s strutting around like it owns the place. I swear it looked me dead in the eye. I’m like, “What’s your deal, mate?” It just coos at me. I can’t even.
As the day winds down, I’m cleaning up the mess from earlier. I find that kid’s stack of books. He left them behind! I chuckle, thinking about his Olympic dreams. I hope he comes back for them.
Finally, I close up the library. I’m exhausted but happy. Alfreton may be a small town, but it’s got character. It’s got quirks. And even on the craziest days, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
So, yeah, that was my day. Just another wild ride in Alfreton. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!