Back in the saddle

Well folks,
I'm back. I say this now as if anyone is still reading, but well aware that I didn't blog long enough to develop a fan base, let alone loyal readers willing to forgive this long interlude. So where have I been hiding?
Well, dosed to the eyeballs on my new meds, I've been working. I know I know, you didn't expect that of me did you. But in fact I have, I've spent the last 18mths in higher duties of one sort or another. Including six months as a LIBRARY MANAGER. Ye Gads! But it is true, and to top it all off I did it well. The staff all still like me as much as they ever did. The patrons still come in and use the service, the doors stayed open and all went to plan. I now however have a new Library Manager and a new 2IC, so I slip quietly back to my role as kiddies librarian.
This should give me more time to type up the occasional post, perhaps with tales of management to scare all the new graduates.

The results are in and I'm as fruity as a nut cake, ADHD, dyslexia and a genius to boot. The psychologist suggests that a lot of my problems may be learned behaviour. That is to say I was bored stupid in school and so I spent my time amusing myself in my own brain and let my subconscious obtain all the information I needed in order to get a pass mark.
The suggestion is that I could get away with this in school, it got somewhat harder at Uni and that the workforce was "a piece of piss" right up until someone wants me to pay attention to detail or manage a long-term project. The trouble is that as a manager I am now required to do both those things on a regular basis.
The trouble I'd had before in other positions usually involved me doing the job in a half arsed fashion and never writing up the reports or finalising the accounts. Usually people were forgiving because my half arsed attempts worked out well, in fact I've proven that me in "half arse" mode is often better that my colleagues at full tilt (did I mention the genius bit).
So whereto now for this nutjob? Well the psychologist reports to the psychiatrist who reports to my GP and then we decide if I can 'burn new neuropathways' using just the power of my own (genius level) brain or if we figure that as I have ADHD I'll never get off my arse and sort it out myself so I should be dosed to the eyeballs with Dexedrine, Adderall and Ritalin.

weekender

well it is a weekend desk shift, which means that I get to spend my weekend on the public desk, the tumbleweed pic is to show you how busy it was. I'm so glad we're open weekends over the summer school holidays. Everyone in town has gone interstate so I'm left here with the drunks, no hopers, internet addicted and some tourists (oh and two casual library assistants).
The tumbleweed is also here because we got one at rugby training on Thursday night. It blew right across the paddock.

mmmmmmmmmmmmm, not much else to report.

Am I too outspoken?

Well whatever the reason, I'm not going to be the new library manager. Don't worry, I'll cope, If I was looking for a library manager I wouldn't employ me. Not enough senior experience and too much of, well of something. But my time will come, after all I'm getting the experience now. By the time they readvertise the position and interview the next batch of people, I'll probably get a good few months in the job, call it three months as manager and before that six or so months as 2IC and I'm looking good for the future. I've been too lazy though and haven't enrolled myself into any management training, but if I get off my arse and get some I'm good to go.
Still it would have been good to have got the job, I might have gone down in flames, but I might just have pulled one out of the hat and given it a good go?