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Breathe

The existence... Is unacceptable...  Is the responsibility...

I’ve been kind of holding my breath, waiting to see if I’d be laid off. Ten positions at the library were cut. TEN. That’s mind-boggling, considering how many entire positions we’ve already lost through attrition. Over the past few years, we’ve been asked to do increasingly more with increasing fewer warm bodies. We’re stretched too thin already in my department. And then we found out, in nearly the same instant, that the president of the university had been awarded a 20% pay raise. The amount of his raise alone is more than 3x my annual salary. I just cannot understand how he can sleep at night. If he had a moral fiber in his body, he’d refuse the raise. Or, at the very least, he’d take the same 1.5% raise that (the remaining) support staff got.

So today we got the word that everyone in my unit would be safe. For now, anyway.