We don’t see people browsing the aisle labeled 332.1572 because that frankly doesn’t get us excited to read. But when you go to a bookstore and walk in, there are big signs for business, crafts or home.
Wisconsin librarian Kathy Klager, quoted in “Libraries Rethinking the Dewey Decimal System.”
The OCD and champion of esoterica in me in me mourns this, but the person who cares about user experience loves it.
I used to think that I was the only one hunched over a keyboard in soiled pajamas, rummaging through the catalogue of my failures and intermittently weeping. Now, I open Twitter and see that I am not alone. I am part of a vast and wretched assembly of freaks who are not fit for decent work and thus must write, or wither. I am fortified by their failures, and I hope they take succor from mine. Some of those out there are established, some are just starting out. I don’t give a whit about your accomplishments—all I care about is your facility for describing the fine grain of your work-related suffering, in less than 140 characters, preferably 100, so I have room to add a footnote. I debrief them on my repulsive day; they inform me of their ongoing tortures. The miles disappear, the borders of nations evaporate as we log on, disburden, commiserate, and then, most important, log off. Log off, because even though it’s nice to have someone to talk to during the day, it’s also nice to shut ‘em up.
(Via Katie Honan)