After an extended weekend, I returned to the archives to resume normal operations. Unfortunately, my normal operation received a rather strange interruption. Apparently, Ms. Rubin required my assistance in moving collections into the ARC, two of each box on every row on a cart. On top of this new task, I needed to accomplish my Monday responsibilities and continue reviewing the Home Movie Collection.
As usual, I gathered the cleaning supplies necessary to scrub the desks in the fifth-floor study hall. Thankfully, I did not discover any egregious messes other than coffee cup stains and pencil markings. The task did manage to be tedious because of the number of desks in need of cleaning. I finished cleaning approximately forty-five minutes into my shift.
When I returned all of the cleaning supplies, I quickly checked the shelving cart. The cart did not possess any books and remained empty for the rest of the day. After confirming the shelving cart’s status, I retrieved the Home Movie Collection hard drive. Once plugged in, I resumed my work.
I left off at the last film file in the latest set. Usually, I turn to the notes for guidance before proceeding to watch the films. In this instance, the labels that once graced the film canisters only mentioned names of family members, not places or years. Family members that I did know the faces of. I thoroughly sorted through the footage as best as I could to match them with the labels (grandparents proved the easiest to match with the hardest being group labels).
As I diligently waded through the footage, Ms. Rubin asked me for assistance in moving carts from the first-floor of the library to the ARC. Naturally, I agreed. This marked the first time I stepped into the ARC building. It reminded me of a giant vending machine (the ones with a conveyor belt that moves drinks into the port to be retrieved by the customer). As more of my colleagues arrived, all of them joined in hauling carts of collection boxes to their new home.
Today also marked a bittersweet moment. One of my colleagues, Madison, clocked in for the final time before graduation. She intends to study further in art (art history, I think) at a school in a northern state. I wish the best for her and gain great success for her endeavors.
Nonetheless, I completed my daily work despite the inconsistent timings of aforementioned events. Thus, I made sure that I finished filling in the blanks regarding the guide for the Home Movie Collection before I left for the day. Once I did so, I saved my work, packed the hard drive, and returned all related materials to the stacks. I left shortly after.
In review, I finished another set of films in the Home Movie Collection and saw the interior of the ARC for the first time, in addition to my personal Monday responsibilies. I also wished farewell to my colleague, Madison, and hoped that her place of employment treats her well. Regardless, a new set of films await me tomorrow. Until then, enjoy the rest of the evening and stay safe. Bye!