On Becoming A Repository Of Knowledge About Repositories Of Knowledge

So yesterday I spent three hours prepping for this morning’s twenty minute interview for a part-time job that pays $8.45 an hour. I became a repository of knowledge about repositories of knowledge which I thought might give me the upper edge in my interview for the library assistant job.

Two ladies interviewed me by taking turns asking me scripted  questions much the way co-anchors deliver the news. They never did ask me about Aristotle, the great library at Alexandria or how monks transcribed manuscripts. But I did get to dazzle them when they asked how I used the internet in my everyday life to execute searches. I told them that just yesterday I used the internet to research library history and discovered that the first library in the United States was created when a man from Massachusetts, John Harvard, donated 400 books to a new university. He was later rewarded for his generosity when the university decided to use his name for its name.  (Thank you, History.com)

One of my interviewers then told me that one other interviewee had mentioned she had researched library history. Apparently, I wasn’t the only interviewee who had become a repository of knowledge about repositories of knowledge. I suspected that my main competition for this position was the well dressed young woman who exited the interview room prior to my entering the interview room.

I wore a cap sleeved dress to the interview. When I was asked if I could handle the physical requirements of the job such as walking, standing, shelving books, emptying the after hours book drop and lifting boxes of books, I simply smiled, flexed my bicep and said it wouldn’t be a problem. They both laughed and nodded. My suspected main competition had worn a long sleeve shirt so she wasn’t able to flex her bicep, though she did appear to be quite fit.

As the interview drew to a close, I had the chance to ask them questions. My most pressing question was why were they hiring a part time library assistant when I had recently read that our little cash-strapped county is considering closing one of the branch libraries as well a couple of community centers and a swimming pool. They said that was an excellent question and one that one of the other interviewees had also asked. Once again, I suspected the well dressed young woman. They said this position had been vacant since December, but they had secured the necessary approval from the Board of County Commissioners to fill the position.

While I felt good about the interview, I know that my main competition also looked confident as she exited her interview. Time will tell if library assistantship is in my future. In the mean time, I stopped at the grocery store on my way home from the interview to pick up milk, pineapple and a cuban sandwich because a repository of knowledge about repositories of knowledge gets hungry, too.

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26 thoughts on “On Becoming A Repository Of Knowledge About Repositories Of Knowledge

  1. Hope you get it. But keep studying, in case they decide to settle the issue by a trivia face-off between you and well-dressed-lady on the history of libraries!

  2. First of all, good luck!

    Second of all, it’s such a burden being a repository of knowledge about repositories of knowledges. I know it well.

  3. You should definitely be hired. You have muscles. Repositores of knowledge about repositories of knowledge may have to lift repositories of knowledge and repositories of knowledge are heavy.

    • Exactly! I’m the best repository of knowledge about repositories of knowledge to lift heavy repositories of knowledge. I knew those planks and pushups would pay off.

  4. Good luck. I worked as a Library Assistant while I was in nursing school and it was the best job ever (not the best paycheck, however). But all those books!!! All those readers!!! and of course, now all those library patrons who want to use the public computers to look at porn…but I digress.

    I loved working the refernce “desk” (actually more of a corner of a broom closet with a desk made out of milk crates). If you ever need to know the words to the song “What Do You Do with A Drunken Sailor”, I can help.

  5. What a great job! Glad you got a chance to dazzle them and flex your muscles. (The other may have been well dressed, but librarians dress to move.) You’ve the smile and charm. Fingers crossed

    • I did mention I wrote a blog but was fuzzy on the details though ‘fuzzy on the details’ would make a fine tag line for my blog. Yeah, it’s a repository though of what remains unclear.

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