Tuesday, April 25, 2006
  The Glamorous Side of Being a Librarian

Don Hertzfeldt comes in to check out sound effects CDs.

Anyone heard of T.C. Boyle, by the way? Because sometimes he comes out of hiding to borrow a book. Maybe one of his own.

That is all. 


Wednesday, April 05, 2006
  "I'm sorry Mrs. Smith...Fluffy has bookworms!"

I'm not going to kid myself that anyone is actually reading this anymore. Updating this is essentially equivalent to skipping rope over the corpse of your childhood pet. Still, there's a voice in my head whispering, "If you blog it, they will come...."

Yikes, not with jokes like that. But anyway, I've got a good excuse for my absence. I got a promotion at work. I'm not sure if it's really a promotion if I had to apply for it, but it was a highly competitive position that pays more than twice what I was making before. This young upstart is now a "Library technician," or really, a "reference librarian." Officially, that can't be my name because I'd have to get paid more, but it's the name everyone gives to the position. Stationed at a library now 10 minutes away from my home (30 on bike), I sit at a desk and answer people's reference questions. I do this three days a week and that c0vers my monthly expenses, still leaving me plenty of time to do my other job or nothing at all. The free time stretching before me is intimidating. I feel forced to do something else with my life.

I'm flaky and rather lazy, and for that reason I have a new career idea every month. I'm all talk. I can't commit. But I'm not a fool. I'll know a good thing when I see it, and this is a good thing, this library job. The city offers a three-year, online library program and reimburses library employees for most of the costs. All of my coworkers are people who stumbled onto a library job, usually as pages, and never left, which I think reflects well on the system. Librarians don't make a lot of money but they usually have health care. A library degree is a master's degree, and I'm starting to realize how far you could possibly push the limits of that degree. If one were ambitious, one could ascend to a position at the NYPL or Library of Congress, or perhaps at a museum. One could specialize in rare manuscripts. Also, librarians are good public servants.

So that's what I'm thinking about right now. My career du jour. What's it going to be next week? Flapper? Investigative reporter? Stay tuned! 


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