There’s a common misconception about academics. It sees us as spending perhaps six to nine hours a week actually working and then sitting on our asses for the rest of the working week absorbing money from the public. Wish it were so. This week, I had nine hours of in-class time, five hours of meetings with students regarding papers that are due next week, three hours of other meetings, and eight hours of class preparation (including three hours this afternoon).
And then there is the service … Service is one of those things that academics have to deal with, and when you are part of a self-administrating unit (as I am), the service can be quite onerous. Yet, if you are to take your job as a teacher seriously, you need to take the service responsibility equally as seriously. Hence my relative silence over the past days.
You see, we’re initiating a search for two new faculty. While in the past I have served on search committees, I now – for various unrepented sins – find myself chairing the search, and what a bundle of fun that is! I estimate that I spent sixteen hours last week on that alone, and we haven’t even advertised the position yet.
The search will probably not be completed until next April. It’s going to be one of *those* years.