May 6th, 2012

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Long ass tiring day at the museum

You'd think that after doing the sleepover last night, I'd get a day off - or at least, I'd be allowed to work a half-shift at the Egyptian Museum.  Oh, no.  For some awful reason, I was the only intern at the museum today.  That meant I had to do everything.

My hieroglyphics talk went decently.  I didn't have a large turn out - maybe a half dozen people or so - and I sped through it.  I covered the basics, no more and no less, and that was fine.

The jewelry talk was, frankly, a disaster.  I announced it over the intercom, and waited in Gallery B for several minutes.  No one showed up, so I thought I was in the clear.  Just as I was about to leave, one woman came up and told me she wanted to take the tour.  It was a little awkward, because the tour is designed around quick overviews of a topic, followed by several minutes allowing the visitors to browse.  Since it was just me and her, she expected me to tell her the in-depth details about every single piece of jewelry on display.  Heck, for a lot of it I don't know the details.  I doubt anyone in the museum does!  She got bored in Gallery C, and asked, "So is that it?" when I finished talking about magical amulets.  I debated whether or not to continue the tour for a microsecond, and then decided, "Yes, that's the end of the tour."  Why continue and make both of us suffer?

My two tomb talks, thankfully, went smoothly as ever.  I've done that tour so many times now that I can rattle it off with hardly a thought.  That was a very good thing - I was so tired from being on my feet all day, answering all the questions and trying to maintain gallery coverage that I couldn't have done anything requiring thought.