How many flavors of sad is it that Chicago Public Library, one of the largest systems in the country, sucks? I have had more accessibility, availability and general positivity from dinkier libraries than this.
In my long hours as a receptionist, I have discovered that reading a book, while a better use of my time than surfing, is not always kosher. My mom recommended eBooks. Arlington County library (where I spent many quality hours of my childhood) has an extensive eBook collection. Sadly, you can only read them in 15 minute snippets now, because of copywright issues or something. So much for my sociology of the body learning. But CPL doesn't have this sort of amenity. (In their defense, I can download audiobooks.)
And yesterday, I realised that I need to renew some of my books, so I can finish them on the plane. But none of the CPL branches are open on Sundays. And you can't renew online! C'mon, if I can renew online in little Charlottesville, why can't I do it here? So after work, I have to schlep over to Harold Washington Center to renew my books. (We won't even talk about the convenience and general requesting power I had at UVA).
I love me some library, but I wish I hadn't been so spoiled by them in Virginia.
on Pandora: "Bumble Bee Boy" - The Wannadies
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