Older, mildly disabled woman with her shirt up around her neck. She is a character and a half and generally get's half the staff running around fetching things for an hour a day (she doesn't bring her glasses in) and can be very rude in a very loud voice (ie. Intimate personal details, racist remarks, etc). She has apparently forgotten to pull her top down over her bountiful bosom, and now her full coverage, heavy duty suspension bra is on display for all to see. In fact, it's so full coverage, it may not even be a bra. Shall I say anything? Ahem, perhaps not. Don't get me wrong, normally I would, but it's not my reference interview, and I feel strangely detached today. Back to work.
Moments later, we're all in a fluster- she managed to get a small cut on her finger (from the edge of a VHS?) and nearly went down. We seated her in the ref. deskchair as she cried out for a bandage. I realized there are no latex gloves at the Children's Desk and this should be remedied asap. Our hardy male co-op student jumped into the melie with enthusiasm, smoothing a small bandage onto her finger. Ooooh, I can feel the medicine soaking in...she breathed in relief.
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