Earlier this week, I was at the orthodocs having my right ankle assessed (I have floating bone chips, hurrah!), when the doc asked me what I did for a living. “I’m a librarian at MPOW,” I say. “You know,” he says congenially, “You’re such a dying breed.” “Oh really?Who else is going to curate your information online?” says I tartly. “You’ve got me there.” he replied.

Here’s the thing, I said to Kristin after encountering the above exchange to her,  librarians ALWAYS HAVE TO DEFEND OUR PROFESSION. WHY? It’s not like we go up accountants and say, “You know, you’re a dying breed now that Quickbooks exists” and we don’t go up to actors and tell them their jobs are out on the curb because CGI can do g-d everything. 

So why librarians always picked? There are too many theories and possibilities to guess. All of them with hints of truths attached to them. But I will say, from now, that “Google wants your money.” is probably the snappiest oneliner I’m going to get for the moment next time someone tells me I’m a relic.

The Demon’s Librarian - muwhahahahaha.

(Source: fuckyeahlibrarians)