In the first year that I was in library school my early classes were frequently preoccupied with the question “Is librarianship a profession?” And the answer was, of course, “yes!” But the yes wasn’t a confident one as much as a desperate defense of the profession as such. In fact, the early classes were more successful in putting me on the Proud Professional Librarian path than they were at teaching me anything valuable or practical about doing the work of librarianship, being that I already been working in libraries for six-plus years. Indeed, it seems that librarianship has been preoccupied with this question for approximately 150 years. If you spend that much time wringing your hands about it, perhaps it’s not really true? Read More
Not much has been going on. The second week of the semester is over and I feel like we’ve settled in.
DeLyle was here for about twenty-four hours on Tuesday and Wednesday for a job interview on campus. Our fingers are crossed but her would-be supervisor said outright that she’d never supervised anyone older than her and was looking for someone to mentor,* so our hopes aren’t up too much. Read More
After last week’s freak out over the beginning of the new semester, three days into it and it’s not so bad. I’m exhausted and my feet hurt, but at no point have I been overwhelmed. This is in large part to the completely awesome staff I have working under me. There were times when we had all six of our service points in use to help our patrons, where we normally just use three or four. I saw no employee lose their cool and no patrons lose their patience. Read More
So, it’s happening, and there’s nothing I can do to stop it. There is a Dothraki hoard of students coming my way in five days which will not let up until mid-December. And I am not ready. I’ve been at this job approximately two-and-a-half months learning everything I need to know to lead my department through the upcoming battle (i.e. semester) and I do not feel like I can possibly be prepared enough. Outwardly, I’ve been trying to keep it chill. Trying to be as Dudeist as I can about it, but the closer I get the more inadequate I’m feeling. I’m fine with the day-to-day stuff, but if anyone asks me anything out of the ordinary I freeze up and go blank. It’s less that I don’t know the answer and more that I’m not confident in the answer I want to give. Read More