approach me at the info desk and ask for math books. Being a math major, I got excited and asked what kind of math specifically she needed.
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She gave me a snide look and said condescendingly, "_college_ math." So I replied, "I study at Rensselaer. Try me." Bitch, it's on.
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So she shows me this geometry problem she's working on. It's an interesting problem, we probably don't have a book that covers her need.
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Then I look at it again and realize it's trivially proved if you know that the Delaunay triangulation is the dual of a Voronoi tessellation.
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So I just look at her, say, "oh, that's easy" and walk away. She comes after me, asks, "so do you have a book with this or not?"
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"Sure," I tell her. So I hand her our Dover Press copy of The Finite Element Method and say, "it's in here" and disappear for good.
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Moral of this lesson: don't treat your retail workers like shit. They actually have skills and don't have to put up with your classism.
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Retail labor is labor. Retail labor let me get both radiation treatments and let me find a successful career. Happy May Day.
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Addendum to this: I have dozens of stories of dealing with bratty kids and bratty parents trying to desperately finish summer reading.
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One parent came in with a list of 40 books and demanded to know the shortest two for her high school kid at a $$$ private school.
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Needless to say, she walked out of there with Walker Percy's The Moviegoer and Camus' The Fall. Have fun, kid.
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