Blonde logic infiltrates the library again.

Another genuine gripe, this time about the people who infect single user silent study carrels with their twittering coupledom.

I'll admit to not handling this one very well.  Usually when I tell people, with my smiley face on, that their whispering disturbs people they are genuinely surprised (*sigh*), apologetic, and manage to stop talking.

These people didn't bother to lower their voices when they claimed not to know that it was a silent study area and the carrels were for one person only.  The sign on the door that says one person only is fairly difficult to miss.  I mean, it could be bigger I suppose, for those undergraduates that haven't yet managed to get through "Where's Spot?" in one sitting.

So I got angry, whispered at them to shut up because some of us were here to work... yada yada..  I hate idiots.  I hate bald faced liars even more.  I probably don't need to mention that they didn't take it very well.

I return to my own carrel and the lovebirds behind me tone their conversation down to intermittent whispering.  This is almost worse.  

In this case you experience enough quiet to finally hit a psychological one-ness with your thoughts then you're disturbed by the equivalent of someone letting the air out of an asthmatic dingy next door.

Grrrr.

So I go downstairs to get caffeine and alert the library staff on the way down that there's a problem.  They tend to turn a blind eye to rule breakers unless they are disturbing people or breaking the precious books.  In this case they are disturbing me, and since I have attempted to resolve the matter on my own, the librarians are not going to give them a second chance.

I happily listen to them get kicked out on my return, getting a happy when they protest, "But we were being quiet!" and the librarian tells them that's irrelevant.

The girl knocks on my door afterwards and says, "I hope you're happy now that you've got us kicked out.  What are you, some kind of freak that just wants to study all the time?"

I close the door on her.

It should also have been obvious that if I care about maintaining a quiet study environment, I'm not about to engage in an angry verbal exchange in said environment. If she had any brains at all she'd have written me an angry note.

I have no idea what was going through blondie's head, it should be obvious that if I'm in a private carrel it's because I want to study.  So yes, I guess I'm the kind of freak who wants to study when I'm in a study carrel.  The WORDS give it away.  How on earth did she get into Uni? I sincerely hope she's not studying anything important like nursing.  Hopefully she's studying business and will join the other monkeys in suits.

I am not just a freak who only likes to study, I take grand offence at that.  I'm the kind of freak who likes to blog too!