Getting the Athletic Department in Trouble.

To make extra money before fall break i agreed to work 4 extra hours this week at the library.

The library has the yearly thing called statistics in which they try to get some idea of how many people use the library at certain times of the day. So for two weeks throughout the school year someone has to walk around and basically count how many people are on each floor. It's a shit task but for an hour a day i don't have to shelve books, and plus the task of counting people doesn't take long so i get to hang out and not do work after i've finished.

The library recently added this called the athletic learning center, where the university basically decided to convert a whole section of the library specifically for athletics to use. Go figure. This athletic center is "designed" to make smart and sporty athletics, by providing tutoring and resources for them not privy to the rest of us. while we use old computers and sit in chairs that make noices, the athletic learning center has these cool black chairs and Macs.

My boss is pissed, because the space they gave the athletics was the space she had been trying to get for the past five years.

So anyway on the list of "places to count people" the athletic center was included. I was uncomfortable walking in there, but i'm not afraid of 6'5, +220lbs guys....i can hold my own. I think? When i walked in there a dude at the desk gave me a "what the hell is she doing in here look", as i attempted to make my way around the corner to count how many people were in the room he cleared his throat and asked me politely "what the hell i was doing with a clipboard and pen in my hand"

After explaining to him the "inventory of people" the library conducts each year, he continued to stare at me suspiciously but gave me a head count of people from his desk. For the last 3 days i have basically encountered the same "cold shoulder indifference" as i entered the room.

So today before i went off to do statistics I decided to ask my boss what the guy downstairs issue was with me doing a job i was asked by her to do. As i was telling my story of the guys kind of rudeness i could see her getting concerned and then pissed at the way the guy was addressing me. I mean he wasn't a jackass or anything, and i thought he was nice enough to give me the number of people in the room without me having to count, but because she is already annoyed with the athletic department being in THE LIBRARY she was willing to use any excuse to protest them being there...and i guess one guy being rude to me was her first attempt to bring down the atheltic department

Before i could even say "you know what it isn't even a big deal" she was calling the huge boss in the main office to tattle-tale on the guy downstairs. I just sat there like "what the hell is going on" as she was telling the very now exaggerated events of the past few days to her. I periodically had to insert "he didn't yell he just was a little rude" "He didn't kick me out, i just really didn't go in"

Luckily the situation didn't esculate that much and i was simply told to avoid the athletic department because they don't need a "head count" in that department of the library.

I now know how it feels for things to go from zero to 100. I feel like i almost got the whole athletic department in trouble for a simple queston. And though i can hold my own...i don't know how much of my own i can hold against big ass football players.

Another disaster avoided..but barely.