. . . but they’re amazing work deterrents. The main library on campus (also the humanities library) is old enough to be outdated but not old enough to be antique. Since it was designed in the days before portable computers, there aren’t electric outlets at the graduate carrels. Slight problem when, as with every computer I’ve owned, the long-life battery kicks out after a year and you’re reduced to working wherever a cord will reach. But this year, bereft of an office since I’m not teaching, I’m coming in prepared. In addition to my normal books and papers and computer, I went to the library with a series of extension cords. Finally, a place to work. So far, the library staff who’ve been by just laughed and shook their heads. We’ll hope their amusement keeps them from thinking too hard about what the fire marshal might have to say . . .
Erin