Late log this week because I’ve been off sick until today. Still feel like utter crap so this post will probably be dull and blunt. Read at your own peril. (I feel exceedingly sorry for the Leeds GTs who will have the not-so-pleasure of my company this afternoon, poor sods.)
Last week contained nothing out of the ordinary. Mornings in acquisitions, afternoons in customer services. I did a lot more bib-record checking and was shown how to process donations so incredibly briefly that I’ll probably have to ask for help if/when I actually have to do them myself (although to be honest I’m fairly sure I can work it out for myself but I’ll need to double-check I’m doing it right). I was also given a whistle-stop tour of the funds part of Millennium, again so brief that all I remember of it was that my Millennium account had more rights than it should have, so probably a good job I won’t need to go back there. My biggest break from bib-checking was spending some time processing new issues of journals.
Customer services in the afternoon were, again, nothing out of the ordinary. The highlight must have been when one of my colleagues passed a query on to me and I was able to help them – it was a query about accessing articles on PubMed, something that I had had to teach myself under pressure whilst showing students how to use it in the workshops in the two previous weeks.
The only other thing that happened last week was ASG. For the first time ever, I could give you a very detailed account of the entire meeting, because the usual note-taker was absent so I had to minute it. This task was put to me on the spot (in front of everybody, at the beginning of the meeting, when I didn’t have my iPad with me which makes it easier to minute, or even paper). I normally don’t have any qualms with tasks given to me and just make the most of them and get on with it, but I was incredibly uncomfortable with this one as I often have trouble understanding what’s going on already because I find it difficult to function well in large groups because of noise coming from different directions etc., let alone having to keep up and write things down (I also struggle with writing whilst listening – as a student I was never able to make notes in lectures because by the time I’ve written the first couple of words, I’ve forgotten the rest of the sentence). I wouldn’t normally dream of saying no upon being given a task to do, but I did protest about being told to do this on the spot, but was ignored and given no choice. I spent a lot of the meeting trying not to cry due to the stress of being in my stupid, stupid head. But I did get the minutes done, and I was quite proud of them in the end (although writing them up took place during lunch breaks because I didn’t have any other time in which to write them up).
Anyhow, that’s quite enough of my moaning. I’ll try to cheer up for next week.