The week when we librarians induct Freshers into the joys of library use.
They don’t take place in the Library.
We have to trundle over to their departments and get them to use their imagination, shun, shun, shun.
I know. Weird right?
And we don’t know what will greet us when we get to the allotted room. It could be a small, cosy broom cupboard with a handful of lovely postgrads.
Or as I experienced last week, walking through the door to be faced with a ginormous lecture theatre, tiers of seats rising before my horrified eyes.
A lectern stood in front of me. A lectern with 2 monitors and a bank of IT stuff stacked underneath it and another stack of IT stuff stacked off to the side.
And no “on” switch.
Or at least none of the buttons I frantically pressed turned anything on. At all.
Meanwhile the seats were filling up with a couple of hundred first years.
All obviously expecting entertainment.
I could hear the distant roar of the lions waiting.
And feel my face turning the colour of puréed beet root.
Reader, I turned and fled.
But only in search of a passing, random, tame academic.
Who came and found the cunningly hidden “on” switch.
And at the end, one little Fresher came up to me and said
“Well, at least you seem friendly”
I take my crumbs of comfort where I can :-)