au revoir mon lait
I have been pumping milk to donate for the past 4 months. This is something that many people have a hard time understanding-donating breast milk. I’m not sure the difference between that and blood, they are both bodily fluids. Mostly it’s American’s strange notions with breastfeeding and breast milk and how they are both pretty darn taboo. Regardless, I saw a post somewhere about donating milk for the kids in Haiti and, while I was a little late for that, I figured if I can make it, why not donate it!
Although it was a bit of a hassle pumping once or twice a day (maybe the lack of output was more of a hassle) it was nothing compared with my exclusive pumping I did for E for two months. This was a vacation (and maybe why it was easy for me to continue). And now I am done with the donating!
And even though I didn’t donate as much as I would have liked to, I do know I donated enough to make a difference and that’s what really matters.
I have been going to the Medford Public Library for about a year and a half now. I’d say we average at least 2 visits a week, so that puts us at over 150 visits. Of these 150 visits, I would say maybe 5 have been remotely acceptable.
This library is awful. I have nothing but pure hatred for it. The building is old and gross (one morning we were at a kid’s read aloud and there were bugs running about the floor) and the people who work there are rude and lack any sort of friendliness or simple common courtesy. There are two people who I have had check out my books who are ‘okay’. They will greet you and do their job efficiently. Yet I’ve never seen anyone there happy (unless they are gossiping amongst themselves).
Some examples of the amazing people who work there-I’ve had one person comment that I liked “strange names” when I told her the names of my children, I’ve had one person throwing the DVD cases into the box, while also telling me that if I wanted the fourth item that was on reserve, I’d have to go ask someone else since she looked for it already (isn’t this her job?!?), when the alarm sounded that my books weren’t properly checked out, the person said, ‘buh bye’ and shooed me out of the library. I could seriously go on with examples of these stories.
The worst part is that I am not alone. Every single person I have spoken with about this library has similar feelings. It’s just awful. I cannot belive nothing has been done yet (I wonder if my writing a letter would even matter given that almost every person there is miserable).
So, if you are in need of a public library, don’t go here. If you need to travel an extra few miles, travel. You will be much happier.
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A ‘deal’ on some music classes for little ones in Cambridge. How can you say no?
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