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	<title>Comments on: Hello, My Name Is: Crotchety Librarian</title>
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	<description>The Digital Diary of Mr. Norman R. Saxon: Widower, Wonderer, Watcher</description>
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		<title>By: R, D &#38; MJ</title>
		<link>http://normansaxon.wordpress.com/2008/01/22/hello-my-name-is-crotchety-librarian/#comment-27</link>
		<dc:creator>R, D &#38; MJ</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 19:59:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think I know who Allison does like, lol.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think I know who Allison does like, lol.</p>
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		<title>By: Doodee</title>
		<link>http://normansaxon.wordpress.com/2008/01/22/hello-my-name-is-crotchety-librarian/#comment-17</link>
		<dc:creator>Doodee</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 02 Feb 2008 00:12:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks for sharing</description>
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		<title>By: Allison</title>
		<link>http://normansaxon.wordpress.com/2008/01/22/hello-my-name-is-crotchety-librarian/#comment-16</link>
		<dc:creator>Allison</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Jan 2008 04:13:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A shadow of irritation being shown to one&#039;s supervisor?  Oh, the insubordination.

Does anybody like Connor? (I don&#039;t think I do.)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A shadow of irritation being shown to one&#8217;s supervisor?  Oh, the insubordination.</p>
<p>Does anybody like Connor? (I don&#8217;t think I do.)</p>
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		<title>By: normansaxon</title>
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		<dc:creator>normansaxon</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 23:23:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Allison,

Oh, yes. I know that feeling- the one where you feel like some sort of annoying insect fluttering around a person who disdains to even swat at you. Was that student worker you mentioned using an ipod? I had to chastise one of my workers the other day for such an infraction. &quot;Connor,&quot; I said to him, from just behind his shoulder. He didn&#039;t hear me. I, on the other hand, could hear the whining buzz of the music leaking out from around his ear buds all the way in my office. I tapped him on the shoulder. He whirled around, looking startled, as though he&#039;d forgotten he was stationed at the circulation desk in a library, where, at any given time, there are hundreds of people.  &quot;Do you think,&quot; I asked him, &quot;That a person who needed your assistance would be able to get your attention when you&#039;re not able to hear them?&quot; A shadow of irritation flickered across his face. 
&quot;Prob&#039;ly,&quot; he practically sneered, &quot;because they&#039;d be &lt;i&gt;in front&lt;/i&gt; of me.I can still see, you know.&quot;
&quot;Take them off, Connor,&quot; I told him. I attempted  sounding stern, but the command came out like a question.  

I don&#039;t like Connor.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Allison,</p>
<p>Oh, yes. I know that feeling- the one where you feel like some sort of annoying insect fluttering around a person who disdains to even swat at you. Was that student worker you mentioned using an ipod? I had to chastise one of my workers the other day for such an infraction. &#8220;Connor,&#8221; I said to him, from just behind his shoulder. He didn&#8217;t hear me. I, on the other hand, could hear the whining buzz of the music leaking out from around his ear buds all the way in my office. I tapped him on the shoulder. He whirled around, looking startled, as though he&#8217;d forgotten he was stationed at the circulation desk in a library, where, at any given time, there are hundreds of people.  &#8220;Do you think,&#8221; I asked him, &#8220;That a person who needed your assistance would be able to get your attention when you&#8217;re not able to hear them?&#8221; A shadow of irritation flickered across his face.<br />
&#8220;Prob&#8217;ly,&#8221; he practically sneered, &#8220;because they&#8217;d be <i>in front</i> of me.I can still see, you know.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Take them off, Connor,&#8221; I told him. I attempted  sounding stern, but the command came out like a question.  </p>
<p>I don&#8217;t like Connor.</p>
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		<title>By: Allison</title>
		<link>http://normansaxon.wordpress.com/2008/01/22/hello-my-name-is-crotchety-librarian/#comment-14</link>
		<dc:creator>Allison</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Jan 2008 19:56:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I recently participated in on-campus recruiting at a local university for student interns.  Upon my arrival, I introduced myself to the student worker and told her that I was there to meet the director and prepare for the interviews.  She said, &quot;He&#039;s at lunch.  It will be a while.&quot;  No offer of a drink, no pleasant conversation, no showing me to the interview room.  So much to learn, so much MySpace to peruse.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I recently participated in on-campus recruiting at a local university for student interns.  Upon my arrival, I introduced myself to the student worker and told her that I was there to meet the director and prepare for the interviews.  She said, &#8220;He&#8217;s at lunch.  It will be a while.&#8221;  No offer of a drink, no pleasant conversation, no showing me to the interview room.  So much to learn, so much MySpace to peruse.</p>
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