rules. ugh.

I went to the National Library with zhen and carmen today. We sat on the floor at a pillar with a powerpoint. Then zhen and carmen went to borrow all their intimidatingly thick hitler books and what not. So there I was, happily minding my own business and trying to access the wireless internet, when one of the million library people walking around with a walkie talkies (who I can only refer to as the "people in charge of making sure the excruciatingly annoying rules in the library are followed to the letter") came up to me.

library person : "Excuse me, can you move over there? (gestures in the general direction away from the pillar) You're blocking the way. The trolleys have to move through here." 

me (looking around and seeing NO trolleys being rolled anywhere) : "err..okay."

So all of us moved to the student lounge on level 5. It was packed, so we sat outside, one person to a pillar with a powerpoint. And guess what? ANOTHER library person with a walkie talkie told us we "weren't allowed" to sit outside the lounge (even though we were totally at the side against a wall and not obstructing anything.)

Annoyed, we moved to level 7 at the reference library. And "library policy" says you can't go in with personal items. Yes, even your own books. So I couldn't even bring in my friggin This Earth of Mankind. We left. 

I hate rules. Especially unnecessary ones. What's the point of having so many power points if people can't sit there? Those library policies need some serious rethinking. Or maybe this is just me being bitter.