kat D.
Yelp
I stopped in because I had just finished a book off my summer reading stack and wanted something new. Little did I know what I had hoped would be a quick side trip to my local library would turn into a time consuming, frustrating ordeal.
First, a note about the library itself. The selection here is kind all over the place covering an eclectic mix of topics and languages, but that's at largely a reflection of the community it serves.
On this fine afternoon I scanned the fiction looking for anything interesting and ended up choosing two books. I took my selections and stood in line. Checking out took forever. I must have waited 25 minutes, and there were only 4 people in front of me.
When I finally get to the front the clerk a young man, tells me I have fines on my account. This was news to me because the last time I had taken out a book I have made a point of paying off all my late fees and I knew I didn't have any books out. He said the computer was telling him I had fine, but it wasn't from this library and he didn't know which one. He asked me if I had any idea library it might be. I have patronized several city libraries over the years so I had no to tell. The young clerk directed me to an older woman at the other end of the desk.
I walk over and I ask her if she can give me details, what, where, when, etc. Cue the "I don't know anything, I just work here" responses. I am generally very polite to anyone dealing in anyway with customer service, but this woman drove me nuts.
Me "Can you tell me what library the fines came from?"
Her "I don't know, the system doesn't tell me that."
Me "Can you tell me when the fines were incurred? Even just a year or a range of year like before 1990 or something?"
Her "I don't know, the system doesn't show me that."
Repeat ad naseum. She did mix it up a few times by telling me there the had been changes and a new system, but this new system apparently is designed to not actually tell her anything, except that I have a $20 fine that came from nowhere with no date for nothing.
Awesome.
The woman types some more stuff into the recalcitrant system, and eventually coaxes the system that doesn't tell her anything to tell her things. She checks a list of codes for the various libraries (There is a list where a librarian can look up what code corresponds to what library! Isn't that handy?) Now I know the where and why. I kicked myself as soon as the question came out of my mouth, but I dared to ask, "what book?". Guess what her answer was.
While the librarian wrestled with the NYPL's equivalent of HAL 9000 (I'm sorry, Ms. Librarian, I can't do that) I noticed a sign that said that the NYPL was in the process of combining various sets of records into an uber-system. I realized that what had most likely happened is that the records from various branches, including older records, had been combined into one big database accessible to all the branches. But I'm guessing this integration was imperfect and/or incomplete.
If she had said "We have a new system now and older records from other libraries are appearing in it, but the records are incomplete" instead of "I don't know, it doesn't tell me that" we'd have both been a lot happier. What truly frustrated me was that "I don't know" really meant "I could find out at least some of what you are asking, but I don't feel like looking it up, so I'm going to keep saying I don't know until you take the hint and leave."
Now, for the upshot. The woman removed my fine, without my asking, I suspect because she wanted me to go away and stop asking her questions. So why am I complaining?
It was her attitude. I was clearly inconveniencing her by asking her questions and forcing her to get NYPL 9000 to cough up the info. I'm truly sorry her system was poorly designed. I work in computers and so I sympathize when workers find technology to be a hindrance instead of a help. But good service isn't about the technology, its about the people and how you treat them.