The first day I went to the Cambridge Divinity Faculty library outside of term time, I was wearing three layers but was still cold. The librarian tapped me on the shoulder at 12.55 requesting I leave for 65 minutes so the staff could take a lunch break.
The second day I went to the library outside of term time, the door was locked when I arrived at 5 minutes after closing time. The librarian half whispered an apology, saying that the library was closed tomorrow, and the door locks were malfunctioning. (Here I resisted the temptation to start quoting Jurassic Park.) I sat facing away from the windows and put a block on social media sites. My battery ran out after two and a quarter hours.
The third day the library was shut. There was a note on the door:
The way is shut. It was made by those who are Dead, and the Dead keep it, until the time comes. The way is shut.
Divinity Faculty Staff
Moral of the story? Work elsewhere.