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Originally Posted by SABRMnLgs
I agree. Wifey and I lived in a little town outside Orlando prior to moving here. And all we had was a branch library from Seminole County. But the librarians there at least knew how to order things via ILL. And were very computer literate. Ask these people here what the Accession number is for a book or reel of microfilm and they look at you like your speaking Tibetian.
Very sad for a public library. I wonder, does the library police ever come around and check on the workers there to see if they know what they are doing?
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I am not in TV at this point, but for some reason I find myself getting quite excited about this new library.
And now, SABRMnLgs, please bear with me while I explain about those accession numbers that seem to have caused such harsh judgment of those nice people working at the small library that is in TV right now. I am explaining this in my nice quiet voice and I am smiling sweetly. And my glasses are on the end of my nose.
An accession number simply indicated the order in which something was added to the individual library's collection. Accession numbers were used in the days before barcodes. Accession numbers have now gone the way of the card catalog with those little drawers and 3X5 cards. New librarians might not know what an accession number is. It might be like saying, "Hey, do you have any 45's?"
So anyway, that's what's up with those accession numbers. And it's OK.
I cannot get out of here though without telling a little story. I heard about a librarian who on his last day of work went a little berserk. It was in the days of the card catalog with the drawers. It was said that he grabbed drawers from the catalog, pulled the rods out, climbed up on top of a table, and began to fling catalog cards all over the place. It was his last day. I do not know if that was by choice. But it is to be understood I think.
Boomer