Demented Miss D's Diatribe

The staff has become accustomed to Miss D's Demented excentricites over the course of her employement. However, as an addict becomes tolerant to his or her drug of choice, so do the staff at the SoCal library become tolerant of Miss D's antics and demented foibles. The Universe being the cruel and sadistic mistress she is, cracks the her whip and tortures the sane - by escalting Miss D's dillusions and ravings exponentially. The staff has developed a sort of selective hearing that activates just when we hear the sound of her voice. Ususally myself and many others can block out the sound of her voice when she goes into her stream of conciousness mode. Just enought to drive the rest of the staff stark raving mad. Lately Miss D has been haunting the library on her off days and calling in to talk to staff when not scheduled to work. Staff used to breathe a sigh of relief when Miss D would leave for the day, but alas we can no longer depend on a brief vacation from her insanity. Now at the drop of a hat she will come in and grace us with her presence or call us with some strange fact or illness. This weekend alone she was sure she had not only shingles but elephantitis. She followed many of us around asking the questions like are you religious? Do you know who cooked the last supper? She is abso-freaking-lutely certain that the new self-check-out machine is there to replace her. Let's not even start with how the volunteers are threatening her position here in the library heirarchy and the new branch manager is out to get her. A couple of months ago I complimented Miss D when she helped another senior access the internet and fill out unemployment forms. She comes back the next day with all of the certificates she's been presented for every computer course she's ever taken for the last fifteen years with a stern lecture from me on how she does know how to use the computer and she can prove it by golly!