The Unnecessarily Catalogued Fulltext Open Access Diary of an (Acting) Librarian Chapter 13

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Santa Claws is Leaving the Town

Day: Day of Tidings
Weather: Snowing, not snowing, snowing, not snowing, snowing, hm not snowing

See? There is no snowing in Sydney. So Lillian Succubus decided to go to UK to add a bit of coldness to her already frigidly frozen face for holidays. Unfortunately, a number of teachers at the school also decided to make their way to the Northern Island Kingdom at the same time. Of course when Succubus found out that she was not impressed at all. One of the teaching staff once went up to her in the corridors and cheekily asked her to go to the theatre with him (on school money) so that he can further educate himself and “move on” to new grounds. Extremely annoyed, Succubus turned down the invitation in a low demonic tone and said, “Just to remind you, I am supposed to be on holiday”, and then she picked up her pace and left.

The situation at the school had now become nobody cared to hide their feelings about each other anymore. So the teaching staff would openly tease Succubus outside staff meetings when she didn’t have the power to rule them all. Of course Succubus would not just lie there and do nothing. She continued to terrorise the teaching staff as much as she wanted to in meetings and at the same time claiming that she was under a lot of stress because of the chaos the teaching staff created at the school. The rift between Succubus and the teaching staff are now all in the open. Students are worried that if this continues the standard of the school will go down. As for the Board, the division was even wider. After one of the members posting a question demanding an answer for the 8 million debts that Succubus had incurred for the school, Succubus was busily trying to rally votes of dormant members on her side to kick “unsupportive” members out of the Board at the next Board Election. As for the Board members who wanted Succubus to be done with, they were racing against time in the vote rallying too. So what happened next is beyond anyone’s prediction.

While Succubus was handling the internal warfare, she still didn’t waste anytime to try to establish herself using the school’s name. The latest fanfare was her support for the local short play festival. She threw a party at the school foyer and talked about the importance of having local playwrights contributing to the Australian theatre culture. That was one shameless visage that she put on to try to establish herself on other people’s expense. The fact was she was never interested in Australian playwrights. At one of the staff meetings, after she listed a number of international plays that she wanted to put on for the following year, a teaching staff proposed to have a better representation of local work as it is after all an Australian drama school. She replied, “Hm yes, yes. Of course we should. I love Australian playwrights and their work. We should do so.”

So the staff asked her which ones would she want to consider so he could contact them, she stood their for 10 minutes as if she was under a “Petrificus Totalus” spell. Then with much difficulty she mumbled, “Hm maybe David Williamson.”

When the staff asked her for more names, she just said. “Well em, I think, em, we should, em, talk about this later, em, as, em, I have a very important, em, international call, em, I need to answer to.” So she ended the meeting abruptly and left the room. Everyone in the room was in awe and left the room quietly, although most of them were strategically holding back a laugh.

Another year had gone by at the drama school with lots of dramas going on. Although Succubus tried to execute her Santa Claws for a last time before the holiday started, it just ended in another fiasco with now one of her minions leaving just a year after reporting duty. Not that anyone cared, but people were speculating about what happened between them.

As for the library front, I had given up the idea that people there will change and just continued with my day in day out routine there. Nonetheless, the uni will be closed till after the New Year, so there will be a good old 2 weeks I don’t need to see the Cologne face. Claire is back in UK for Christmas with her family and I probably will just continue to attend parties organised by dad and try to make some new contacts for potential job opportunities. Hopefully, I will eventually score something in the New Year and leave that place for good. Of course mum still didn’t like the idea of quitting the job when acting jobs come but then she married an actor herself, so she couldn’t really complain too much, especially I’d endured a year of “old librarian madness” for her already.

Anyway that marks an end to one year. I better go and grab some of those potato salad before my sister devoured everything on the table.