I love my job. I love my job. I really do. Sometimes I just wish that everyone else understood how busy we are. They (meaning most other faculty members) just don't seem to grasp that we do things in the library. We teach, we staff the reference desk, we lesson plan, we select books for the collection, and troubleshoot lots of techology/assignment issues for faculty. But apparently, according to one of my colleagues, we in the library have more time on our hands. And maybe at some point in the semester that is true, but certainly not in the next 2 weeks. Tomorrow I'll be pulling a 12 hour day and Friday will be 10 hours at work (I might find 2 hours to go home and crash if a departmental meeting gets moved.) But because don't have a course-load apparently I have enough time on my hands to write up the second draft of a proposalf for this committee I'm on.
I sort of feel like we're on-call. The library and librarians are expected to always be available, but we all know that's not possible. There are only 4 of us and like 65 of them. Seriously. Let's do that math again. I did sort of appreciate the trust that something like this involves. I'm clearly joining the conversation at the university which I like. I like being part of the process; I like having my opinion valued. However, I would also like for my work to be recognized as well. And not just me, all the people in the library. I think the students see what we do, and some of the profs do. It is really nice to see the students recognize how helpful we are. That is nice :)
Ok, rant over. Soon we'll be back to our regularly scheduled happy blog :)
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