"I say beware of all enterprises that require new clothes” ~Thoreau
I rarely do outfit posts and this one is super bad because my body looks oddly proportioned from how I twisted my knees in AND because it was 5 am and I was on my way out the door. At the very last minute, I felt like my outfit looked more and more Goth Sailor. If I had had five minutes more I probably would have changed things up a bit. The striped shirt ended up looking a bit frumpy but nevertheless; this was today’s outfit…and today was the first day that folks started recognizing me as the chair of the English Department. I even signed my very first student’s form on the chair’s signature line. I met with a librarian. I sent emails inviting faculty fellows to come to our ENG Department meeting. How in the world did this happen? Who Am I?
I’m starting my tenth year at the university. I’ve become a full professor. I’ve earned tenure. Suddenly I’ve even become a quasi-administrator. Thursday is still the day that I will be officially elected into the position but it’s formality at this point. I’m running unopposed. Everyone *seems* (except maybe me) happy about my appointment. We shall see. We shall see. I'm hoping for a coup :p
When I was asked to become the new chair, I responded with two questions: can I keep my office? (because it’s awesome and I just painted it a mauve that turned out looking like Unicorn Princess Purple a few summers ago); and, do I have to dress differently? I wore my new Pier 1 imports skeleton hand bracelet just so I could feel like myself.