The Employed Librarian

It has happened - I got a job. Yes, the kind of job that requires work. Tonight, as I left my last class of the semester, my friend who works at the Library from Hell dragged me into her boss's office and landed me a job as a part-time library assistant. This means two things: I will graduate with a year and a half of library experience under my belt; and I can buy my own SuperGirl underwear without consulting Mike. It also means I will have fewer evenings and weekends with Gavin, but I remember my own mother working and taking classes when I was little, and it didn't damage me any. I think.