Becoming the enemy
So, I just applied for a job with the Correlation Department. Though I probably won't get it (I could most certainly do it and do it well), it's sort of odd to think about what would happen if I did. Sure, I'd have to start wearing white shirts and ties every day (no big deal, really). I'd have to lose the beard for real (and not just like right now, where my shaving was just a brief hiatus). I'd have to work in the Power Tower (ok, so that's more a "get to" actually). But last, and very much not least, I may be supporting something that I can't really get behind. But don't tell them that. I'd really like to be an Assistant, Research Analyst. Think of the fun "applied religion" (their term) factoids I could be privy to. And we all know that I live for nothing if not for Church-related trivia.
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The first time through, I read that you'd applied for a job with the "Corrections Department" (probably because we just talked about prison libraries yesterday in my reference class).
Maybe there's not such a big difference . . .
One of my favourite job ads ever started with the sentences "Are you interested in the exciting and ever-changing world of prison libraries? Would you like to make a real difference in the life of prisoners?"
As someone who's been there, done that, I can say that "exciting" is apparently a codeword for "mind-numbing tasks occasionally mixed up with a crazy man yelling at you." But, I guess that's how public libraries work, too. And there you don't even have guards to make sure it doesn't escalate.
AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Okay, so I've only read the first sentance of the entry so far...but that was my reaction.
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