Ah, the "irony"...

I'm chuckling to myself this morning. Last night a friend and former colleague stopped by to help me pack some boxes. She asked if she could get online, I said sure. Then she showed me another university's website where (get this!) her current dean (my former dean) is interviewing today for a director position. Hilarious, right?

Yessss... now the dean's annoyed and flippant countenance at last month's personnel day "pep rally" makes much more sense! She had tuned out because she is on her way out. I get it now -- after having done that myself recently. What sucks for her, however, is that everyone at the office now knows that she's shopping her CV around; if she doesn't get this new job, I can imagine her ability to "rally" the troops in the face of ridiculous financial woes and administrative neglect will decline further than it ever has. Eh, maybe she can hype a plan to ban gay marriage to deflect any ill-will from her staff?

Dear Citizens of The Ned:
A few words of advice: watch your backs, don't bend over, never trust an IT guy (especially if he bares his teeth), and if the vice provost has a blank look on her face when you tell her you're part of the "team" don't be offended (she's programmed to deny your existence). Also, in case of a change in air pressure in the cabin, oxygen masks will fall from above. Thank you for not smoking.

Where is Rex Libris when you need him?

Gentle Readers, I'm gonna go light a few candles for my Ned pals and pray for their deliverance from neglect and emotional abuse. If you've got time, send your good thoughts their way, too.

Note to self: Never apply for a job that's going to publish its candidate list online.