3/7/17 Lit

You may be wondering why there is only a single picture in my photomontage of me "interacting" with the item I checked out from Bird Library. Well, almost checked out. The incident that occurred last class when we took that field trip to Bird made a lasting impression on my spiteful relationship with libraries. Technology itself was the reason I could not check out this item, or any item for that matter on that day. Long story short, a couple weeks ago I checked out a math book from Carnegie library to do my homework. What they failed to inform me before renting the book was that they would charge me two dollars for every hour it was out. They decided to inform me of this a week later when I decided to return it. Essentially, I was charged about $350.00 by the library system, a system that is built by technology. Going back to our field trip, I found this book that was unlike anything I had ever read. I literally spent the whole class period reading it. It changed my life. It told short stories with actual thoughts rather than written words. As I realized I needed to start heading to my next class, I was only halfway through the book. I decided to say fuck it and walked downstairs to check it out, completely forgetting about the 350 dollars I apparently owed these people for checking out a math book and bringing it back a week later in impeccable form. I walked up to the check out table, where two girls about my age sat in conversation. I stood there for about a minute. They noticed me but had to finish their conversation about some sorority bullshit. I handed over Lit. "Just checking this out" I said. As she took it from my hand I thought maybe she won't notice the fine or, even better, won't care. As she shifted toward her library computer, I knew I had no hope. I knew what was coming. As she looked at the screen, she insisted, "You owe literally so much money. There's no way I can let you check this out or anything for that matter. Get the fuck out of my face." Obviously these were not her very words, but I decided to use some dramatization for entertainment purposes. All I had left to do at this point was take a picture of it and tell my story. I hope the library system can let me check out an item one day when I somehow pay off 350 dollars, although I don't plan on doing so. Imagine if the technology we had nowadays didn't exist. She would've had no idea I owed so much money. With what we have now, they can always keep tabs on us to make sure we don't have a book out for more than two hours, god forbid. Then, they can charge me every hour and take more of my money. Well done Syracuse, well done.