From Thursday afternoon until Saturday evening, I'm kind of responsible for this person. Tomorrow I pick them up and take them to the hotel. Then it's dinner with the Search Committee. All day on Friday it's interviews. Saturday, I'm "showing them Austin" with the intention of selling them on Austin. Hoo-boy.
I hope they like comic shops and record stores, 'cause that's what they're gonna see.
It's a weird task to be given, but we do things old skool and with the prissy formality of a Dowager Countess in Higher Ed, and especially in libraries. Thus, I establish who I am to this person by acting as their footman for three days.
Really, I kind of consider it to be a test of the person's street smarts to make it to the hotel on day 1, but that's just me.
The proximity to the boss and this much time with a person who doesn't know me is, I would think, a whole lotta me. And I can barely stand being with me for more than a couple of hours, so I can only imagine how this is gonna go for this poor person. Also, I use a lot of swears when I drive, so the idea of driving this person around all Saturday is sort of chilling.
Anyway, I kind of have to go to ground for a bit. Y'all take care. I'll be around as I'm able.