Back in February, I made a post entitled I’m a Librarian. Not An Office Max. However, since then it has come to my attention there are many other things that I am not trying to be in addition to an office supply store.
I am not trying to be an oracle, a guidance counselor, a political advisor, a member of the Best Buy Geek Squad, a database consultant, an Apple employee, a nun, a printer repairman, an e-book reader specialist, a website consultant, the Yellow Pages, the complaints department for Amazon, or an anger management therapy group leader.
I’m trying to be a literary superhero, a book detective, a reader’s advisory wizard, a book geek, a title memorizer, a reasonably intelligent computer user who can troubleshoot basic problems, a fact finder, a creator of outstanding programs, a maker of fantastic displays, an advocate for teens and young people, and an information-gathering mountie.
I want to do my job and I want to be great at it. I want to make the best collections of materials ever and I want to see them go out. I want to make sure people/patrons get what they need and I want to surprise them by finding them other awesome things to read, watch, or listen to. I want them to leave happy and I want them to come back over and over again.
Because it isn’t that I don’t to help. It’s that I do want to help, but I cannot help with things that are not in any way related to the tools I have on hand or what I was actually taught to do. So I get discouraged like most people do when they want to do the job they love and constantly find themselves being percieved as the Keeper of the Stapler instead.
Obviously I realize the times they are a-changing, but I want to change with them as a librarian. Not as whatever other profession comes to mind.