At the end of last semester, I was elected chair of a particular committee. (I had been vice-chair.) The committee has a two-year term, so I was also up for election to the committee. Because this put the committee in a tight spot, I asked the elections committee to let me know whether I had been re-elected, so that we could have our officers in place going into the summer. They said yes. Huzzah!
Well. You already can tell where this is going: Tonight I discovered that, oops, I in fact was NOT re-elected to the committee in general, and so, obviously, I can’t be chair. Talk about your mixed bag:
- It’s frustrating. This is going to be an interesting year on this particular committee, with initiatives that are directly related to my skillset, and I won’t really get a say.
- It’s embarrassing. It’s not like the committee leadership elections were secret, and so I’d been approached all summer by various administrators about plans for the fall. (Worse, I may actually have to continue to meet with these people until the committee sits and can elect a proper chair.)
- On the third hand, hey look–free time! And lots of it!