I love my colleagues–I really do. Most of us have been working together for 14 years, so we’re well established in our family roles. The three new folk also seem to be negotiating their own positions in the family, too. Thus, our meetings tend to have the same ebb and flow each year.
This is particularly true when we have meetings with just the full time faculty: that’s rare, since we at least try to welcome part timers to our department meetings. But each fall only the full timers meet to “discuss” who gets which literature and humanities classes for the following year. You see, literature and humanities classes are the gold ring: we don’t teach enough (composition courses are the bulk of what we offer) to allow everyone to teach them, thus only the full timers get these gems: but only 1 gem per quarter per instructor.
Perhaps you can imagine the negotiating that goes on during a meeting where we each try to get the course we want during the days/times we want to teach it (we can’t all teach on TR at 10am, for example).
In a successful attempt by our last two chairs to delegate, I’ve been tasked with planning and leading this particular meeting each fall for years. It makes me quite popular: during the weeks leading up to this meeting, I get e-mails and office visits from faculty who want to lobby for a particular course and time slot. Most of us are generalists and can teach many of the literature/humanities courses; those courses that do require more expertise, of course, are usually assigned easily. But then there is the limit on the number of courses we can offer, and the requirement to offer a variety of Humanities courses on various campuses in various formats and times. And then there are those courses that are very, very desirable.
We are mostly collegial and polite, so it always works out in the end, but the meeting itself can be a frustrating deja vu, as the paternal figure of the group begins by announcing his courses and times, interrupting others during the meeting to make changes as he contemplates the schedule I’m showing on the overhead.
Then there’s the maternal figure of the group, who is as demanding and loud as the paternal figure, but her interruptions are more about what she thinks others would really want (such as, I know so and so here has children, so he shouldn’t be asked to teach at night).
Then there is the ne’er do well or blacksheep of the family, who, of course, doesn’t attend the meeting but sends me a list of desired courses and times. We are all aware that the blacksheep’s enrollment has been suffering, and thus we have a polite, beat around the bush conversation rearranging the blacksheep’s selections in such a way that we think will help enrollment in those sections (popular formats and times).
Then we have the younger child, the older child, and the middle child playing out their various roles, from “It’s MY turn to get that course/time” or “I think we should offer JargonyPostModCrit as a general education course!”
I’m rather tasky, so the meeting moved along despite the MANY interruptions and glitches, and personal tales.
But the toughest thing for me is saying (several times): “I’m sorry, I’m trying to hear so and so speak” or “I’m sorry, but I believe so and so was speaking.” Or variations on the theme.
And trying very hard NOT to say, “Would you please please please please please stop talking?“
Time to write an academic mystery and include this scene! Seriously. It’s very Russoian.
And NICE big finish with the Hemingway quote. You are so cool. 🙂
Ha: always loved that Hemingway line.
I’m thinking that any future academic novels must include reference to academic bloggers, no? 😉
I’d never read that story. I was just happily blog reading and then BAM, you make me learn something. So tricky you.
Well, insofar as the characters are cognizant of the paradigm of academic blogging, indeed. (Yeah, I don’t know what I just said, either.)
So, Dr. No, did you read the story? It’s such a fun one to use in class, especially when I can get students to act it out;-)
Oh, Inky, such sexy jargon!
Yep, I read it. Enjoyed it too. Now stop expanding my horizons and stuff!
Well, I need to make sure you’re doing something in that bat cave!
Dr. No might come out of sabbatical with a shiny new lit degree at this rate! 🙂
I was thinking the same thing!