Junie's Online Thoughts
Monday, June 13, 2005
Today we had a bowling party for our teens. Everyone else's teens were all quiet and well-behaved and polite. Enter my teens: loud and obnoxious like a bunch of wild, crazed animals. I can only imagine what HQ thinks of me and my teens. I have literally no control over them, especially when they're all coked up on sugar. I am so tired of doing the teen thing by myself. One of the new girls is supposed to help me, but she's totally detached from the job in every way, and seems really disinterested in helping. I wanted her to come to our next meeting in July, but since she's not scheduled to work and she commutes from the airport (which is a three hour round trip drive), she refused. So in August, I have to come in on a weekend when Im not supposed to work just so she can be there too. It drives me nuts. I've asked numerous times for other people at the branch to help me and no one will. Not a single person will help me with the teen stuff, which was totally dumped on me. Argh.
I just got an email from the on-call library assistant position--the one with only part-time, irregular hours that pays $12 an hour to have me shelve all day long. Well, it turns out that I have to have at least 15 credits of a Masters program before Im even eligible for the job. Totally nuts. I looked today at over ten counties in MN. Only two had library jobs. One required a masters degree. One required me to already be working in the county and able to make a lateral move. How can someone even get their foot in the door? Why do the crappiest jobs, the ones with the worst pay, that only give me shelving and straightening as tasks, still require a masters degree? If Im putting myself $20,000 in debt for an advanced degree, you can bet your bottom dollar that when I get out, Im not going to take some $20,000 a year, entry level position at a public library doing the same boring gruntwork that Im doing now. Not. A. Chance. Argh. Im so frustrated.
On other topics, yesterday we saw two films in the Atlanta film festival. The first, March of the Penguins, was fabulous. Its a french documentary about the mating cycles and lives of the emperor penguins and the absolute hell they go through to have a baby in the South Pole. Wonderful.
The other was the Lady from Sockholm, a film noir consisting entirely of sock puppets. Wool War II is deep in swing, and there's a bias against wool. Cotton, a private detective, is on the hunt for the killer. Sock puppets! I love it!
We're seeing a few more tomorrow (one of animation and one about alienation), and another on Wednesday (about the disabled in Ghana.) Then Jeremy leaves on Thursday for MN, with me following him on Saturday. I cant wait. I really need to get out of here for a while.
