I expect to spend most of tomorrow feeling very hopeless and sad.
I don’t know what the future holds, but there are certain changes happening in the library that are anything but good. For the students or for me.
I don’t know how much I can say for certain about my situation, but these changes that are happening are not for the students’ best interests, but in the interest of our catastrophic state budget problems.
Tomorrow I will most likely be asked to create the automated database checkout system that will eventually replace me.
I don’t have any more information than that right now. I don’t know how much longer before I’m laid off again. It could be a year away. It could be a bit longer.
It could be less than that.
I imagine the actual plan itself is incomplete and details are released on a need-to-know basis.
I’m heading to a meeting tomorrow to hear the beginning of my end and how it will all go down. I’m planning on wearing a lot of black. And I’m going to be very sad.