January 3, 2012
Today there was always a call waiting in the queue. By the end of my shift, I sat exhausted from everyone's emotions, all coming from different walks of life and trying to troubleshoot this and understand that. I found solace in my drive home, but the tables were turned as I tried to enable ebook borrowing on my Nook device. When I began to feel the vertigo, I stopped halfway through, feeling a bit like the wicked witch of the west trying to cast a spell on Dorothy's sparkled shoes. I didn't want to stop, but I had had enough.