I am not allowed to push non-fiction carts anymore because they’re too big for my 4’11” frame to handle.
That is one of the innumerable things I’ve learned in my four-year run working at the Wilton Library. It’s been the same for a very long time — Fridays at 4, I clock in just as one of the wonderful custodians brings in the “book bin” from outside, I check the items in, and then shelve them on the carts behind the circulation desk. Saturdays I stroll in around 10 and take my place at the children’s circulation desk alongside any one of five delightful members of the children’s department staff. It’s routine, it’s cozy, and it’s a job I can look forward to.