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Feb. 8th, 2007 09:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sam_gamgeeI think I should get a tshirt that says "I survived the Nutshell".
The Nutshell is a small annex of one of our satellite campuses and was built in, like, the 1970's.
So, I went in Monday morning, carrying a portable space heater I had been given. Now, Monday had been, like 13 degrees all day, or something obscenely cold like that. So, anyway, I go in and in the middle of the lobby is a small space heater, approximately the size of a desk fan. It's running, but considering a) how cold it is outside, b) the fact that it's Monday, and c) a few other doors in the building are open, it's not making much of a dent in the arctic chill inside. I spot another space heater on a table against the wall, and after setting my space heater down and closing the doors to the unneeded rooms, plug it in as well next to its twin. I set my space heater down just inside the door to the room I'll be using (which isn't all that big), and plug it into an outlet just outside the door in the lobby. Thereby blowing a fuse and taking all three space heaters with it. So I trundle over to the main building and tell them what happen. They were really nice about it and got someone from facilities to help me out. Well, we figured out that all of the outlets in both the lobby and the room I'll be using except *one* is on the same circuit and that the circuits in the building, because it's so old, aren't capable of handling very much (over 80% of 20 amps). So, a couple extention cords and some creativity later, I'm in business.
I then made some nifty signs with store hours and stuff so people would know I was open (because I would invariably get "are you open?" when the only real response to that question could be "um, *yeah*"), since I had then shut the door to the "bookstore" so I could keep the heat in the room. I was still freezing the whole day, and in the first part of it, I could actually see my breath. I knew that there were radiators in the building, so I had only worn a long-sleeve, but lightweight, top and my "bookstore staff" tshirt.
Tuesday, yesterday, and today I was smarter and wore those items, plus a bulky sweater that's always been too big for me. And the temperature was rather bearable for the past three days.
Other than the deep-freeze temperatures, it's not a bad gig. I basically get paid to read fic for most of the time, since it's boiled down to about an hour and a half of actual work and about seven and a half of not much else for the past four days. So, it's probably good, that I had a bunch of long-ish fics that I wanted to read, plus some writing to get done. (Though I didn't get nearly as much of that done as I would've liked - I'm blaming it on the weather.) And I did pimp out NaNoWriMo to someone today.
And it's probably best that I didn't get a whole lot of people, because that let me geek out pretty much whenever I wanted. Which tended to be an inordinate amount, all things considered. And it was probably a good thing that I didn't have an internet connection there, or I would have, literally, emailed at least one author (maybe even three total) back with "OMG, I love you". Two, I can definitely say will be getting something a little more thought out. The third is still on the fence.
The Nutshell is a small annex of one of our satellite campuses and was built in, like, the 1970's.
So, I went in Monday morning, carrying a portable space heater I had been given. Now, Monday had been, like 13 degrees all day, or something obscenely cold like that. So, anyway, I go in and in the middle of the lobby is a small space heater, approximately the size of a desk fan. It's running, but considering a) how cold it is outside, b) the fact that it's Monday, and c) a few other doors in the building are open, it's not making much of a dent in the arctic chill inside. I spot another space heater on a table against the wall, and after setting my space heater down and closing the doors to the unneeded rooms, plug it in as well next to its twin. I set my space heater down just inside the door to the room I'll be using (which isn't all that big), and plug it into an outlet just outside the door in the lobby. Thereby blowing a fuse and taking all three space heaters with it. So I trundle over to the main building and tell them what happen. They were really nice about it and got someone from facilities to help me out. Well, we figured out that all of the outlets in both the lobby and the room I'll be using except *one* is on the same circuit and that the circuits in the building, because it's so old, aren't capable of handling very much (over 80% of 20 amps). So, a couple extention cords and some creativity later, I'm in business.
I then made some nifty signs with store hours and stuff so people would know I was open (because I would invariably get "are you open?" when the only real response to that question could be "um, *yeah*"), since I had then shut the door to the "bookstore" so I could keep the heat in the room. I was still freezing the whole day, and in the first part of it, I could actually see my breath. I knew that there were radiators in the building, so I had only worn a long-sleeve, but lightweight, top and my "bookstore staff" tshirt.
Tuesday, yesterday, and today I was smarter and wore those items, plus a bulky sweater that's always been too big for me. And the temperature was rather bearable for the past three days.
Other than the deep-freeze temperatures, it's not a bad gig. I basically get paid to read fic for most of the time, since it's boiled down to about an hour and a half of actual work and about seven and a half of not much else for the past four days. So, it's probably good, that I had a bunch of long-ish fics that I wanted to read, plus some writing to get done. (Though I didn't get nearly as much of that done as I would've liked - I'm blaming it on the weather.) And I did pimp out NaNoWriMo to someone today.
And it's probably best that I didn't get a whole lot of people, because that let me geek out pretty much whenever I wanted. Which tended to be an inordinate amount, all things considered. And it was probably a good thing that I didn't have an internet connection there, or I would have, literally, emailed at least one author (maybe even three total) back with "OMG, I love you". Two, I can definitely say will be getting something a little more thought out. The third is still on the fence.
