Starting October 1st, I'll be the new Binding Supervisor for Collection Development! It means nothing to you, I know, lol. Basically I'll be in charge of binding old journals/books etc. into hardcover books, things of that nature. And I'll have a minion; a student assistant. And no more parking permits or walking 8 blocks in the hail and rain and snow and heat! HUZZAH!!
So why is this just "sort of" a promotion? Because there's no more money in it, just the experience. Although I may have to make some squeaky-wheel-type noises over that. I'm going from a glorified receptionist position to an actual supervisory one, which has way more responsibility and a much harder/more challenging workload, and I don't know if it's fair for me to still only make a lowly receptionist's salary. Plus, thanks to the whole "government employee salary disclosure" thing, I know that the woman leaving that position has only been there for 6 months and she makes about $3,000 more a year than I do. So...yeah. I'll wait and see how this whole thing pans out, though, before I go making waves and whatnot. I might acyually get more money, or the job may be very different now than it used to be, etc. Lately the university has had a tendency to change jobs, supervisors, and offices around willy-nilly.
Heck, my first 2 weeks at this job I went through 5 different bosses. They cycled them around like a birthday card. Two weeks ago they changed it again and I had yet another supervisor, and now I'm leaving myself. Half the people who worked in this office when I started have been moved to other offices/buildings/departments, and others have come in only to be moved yet again. Fun on a bun.
Ah, well. It's a good thing. I want to get into collection development or technical services anyway. I like me some books (shocking, right?) and I'm not necessarily what you'd call a "people person." Books don't ask me stupid questions or threaten to call the police if I don't know where the nearest bicycle rack is located, and they don't call me nasty names when I tell them they have a late fine. Actually, books never get late fines, because they're inanimate objects.
Ok, I'm rambling now.
Back to work...