Friday, June 24, 2011


And then it rang again. Keep in mind, I go to the library to have peace and quiet. An odd cell phone or some conversation doesn’t bother me. but this was LOUD!  And the woman let the thing ring five or six times before she answered it. Like she wanted to make sure everyone heard it. I did my best glare, then got back to my work.

Then the bit…person comes over to my table to “apologize” by informing me that she’s from FEMA, and this the only place they can do their reports. I’m sorry, do they not allow her to do her reports at Starbucks? Can’t she turn her phone down? Go outside to take calls, like the rest of us? 

I told her she had a loud phone, she said, “I just wanted you to know it was important.” I informed her that my work was important too and that I didn’t believe her anyway. And I moved to the other side of the library—where there is more traffic and more noise. But it’s usual noise, and tolerable, not the ringing of a phone that could be used as a fire alarm. For the hard of hearing.

Don't get me wrong, I know FEMA is important and I'd put up with a lot to help them, but this woman was over the top.  She obviously thought she was better than anybody there, and that she had the right to do whatever she wanted. I can't stand that kind of egotistic crap. 

I am proud of myself for standing up for me and my writing.