Balls and Walnuts
more than you ever wanted to know
It’s official
I’m the DEPARTMENTAL CHAIRMAN!
Pretty fast rise to the top, eh? I mean, I’ve only been here 18 months, and I’ve not even made partner yet, and they named me, ME, chairman.
Never mind that there’s only two of us in our department. I refuse to not feel honored. (And my partner refuses to not feel relieved.)
This means that I’m the one who gets to drive down to LA four times a year (at least) and I’m the one who gets the blame if our stats start sucking and I’m the one who has to decipher all the administratorese that gets emailed to me. But hey, that’s what the stipend is for.
So that makes two chairs in our family (my sister chairs her high school’s English Dept). Pretty soon we’ll have a dinette set.
D.
Congrats bro!
Love the dinette set analogy.
The drive into LA gives us more of a chance to get together some time, so a win win I’d say.
So what’s taking Dear Brother so long? We should needle on him on it, next chance . . .
He has an “I-almost-became-chair” story; if you care to hear about it, I’m sure he’d love to tell it.