Happy International Museums Day to the following people:
The guy who called me the Whore of Babylon for teaching kids about Ancient Egypt as I stood there and nodded.
The woman who was deeply incensed that staff wouldn't open the cases so she could touch the organic objects.
The one guy who made me translate hieroglyphs on a stele for him, then was mad because it didn't say what he wanted it to say, and reported me for 'lying' to the public.
The parents who objected to the taxidermied animals having taxidermied genitalia because it was unseemly.
Those kids on a school trip who got on the floor in front of a mummy and started chanting 'we worship Ra' as their teacher desperately tried to get them to leave.
That one guy who...uh...really liked geodes. No, they were not a special interest. He really, really liked geodes.
#OP WHAT DO YOU MEAN
While pretty and sparkly on the inside, the outer shell of a geode is incredibly hard, just like the man who was viewing them.
Adding my own from the living history museum job...
Shoutout to the kid who asked to bite a canon ball
The kid who definitely would've licked the cow patty (poop) yesterday if I let them
The parent who lost heir shoeless kid three times
The panicked parents stopping their kid from running into a cookstove oven (fire)
The gentlemen that stayed a good long while who wanted to talk nothing of history but I learned of their philosophical and sometimes racist views
The done coworker who wrote "Do NOT release the chickens"
The kid who licked ink
Whoever made the cow heart stew
The volunteers who really wanted the staff to try said stew
The person who thought a horse wedding would be a totally time period accurate event to host
The corset I was contractually obligated to wear













