i'm beginning to feel a little like Pavlov's dog.

So I have this new job at the library, which is awesome because I have really convenient hours and I don't have to commute anywhere off-campus, and not-so-awesome because I sometimes want to kill myself when I'm trapped in this tiny cubicle for hours on end.

I work in the Acquisitions department, which is in charge of handling all of the mail that comes in and out of the library. My job basically consists of the following:

- listening for the doorbell. Whenever the doorbell rings, I have to drop whatever I'm doing and answer it. Sometimes I have to sign for some packages, sometimes I have to deliver mail to library employees...but usually I just have to be there to physically open the door.

That's it.

Seriously. They hired me to listen for the doorbell. Which usually rings between 0 and 5 times during my four-hour shift.

So in the meantime, I'm usually engaged in the following activities:

- hiding out in my cubicle, trying to avoid my boss (who will remember that I'm an actual employee when she sees me and give me additional projects like filing forms, alphabetizing books, checking call numbers, and addressing packages)
- checking my email
- thinking about reading my textbooks
- ending up on Facebook
- watching the clock
- dying

But then I think about the fact that I'm getting paid for this shit, and I feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

<3tara