So...remember when you decided you wanted to be a librarian? What was it that drew you initially? Some people are organizers, and that's where you get catalogers. Some people like finding the answers to questions, and those are the reference librarians (a little bit of me). And then there are the people who love books because the books need to be loved. The people who melt into small puddles (or felt like it) when they go into the rare books room and touch (TOUCH!) folios of shakespeare (me from 10 years ago would have died right then and there), are inches away from a page that was printed by FREAKING GUTENBERG, and read a book about a book (The Rule of Four), and discover that that book (Hypnerotomachia Poliphili) is in the UNC collection, and it's out there for show and tell in your rare books seminar as an example of an incunabulum with illustration, and once everyone has moved on to another section, you go and you turn the page, and there's a picture of a woman holding a dove and a turtle, and you feel fuzzy all over, because your life has become seriously meta, those people become special collections/manuscripts/rare books librarians.
in other news, my dad gave my resume to the intelligence librarian lady, and she passed them off, and apparently, this woman is now starting to get interest about ME! Which is very exciting, especially when you consider the fact that I finally went back onto some of these job application websites to see the status of my application, only to finally discover that I've been eliminated from consideration from two of my jobs already. *sigh* Whatever. It will all work out, and as
lnboz and I have been saying to each other recently, "WE WILL GET JOBS, WE WILL GET JOBS." It's just a matter of time.