Friday, 17 July 2009

The one where we don’t attend the regional library conference

Ah, how good it is to be a librarian – right now I am reading the Artemis Fowl fantasy series while sitting at the library desk. To hide what I am reading, I have wrapped the book in a fake cover with “Library 2.0 – Hype or reality?” on it. On every page I frown, pretend to scribble something on the page or highlight a paragraph. This way nobody notices I am actually reading for fun, and librarians are supposed to read of course. Anyway, I was supposed to network and have fun at the annual regional library conference, but the central training approval team denied my request.

Every year I have to fill out a proposal to attend the regional library conference and submit that to the central training approval team (a bunch of HR control freaks). When I just joined the company, I innocently asked permission to attend a national library conference like ALA or SLA. In those days I would actually go over to a person in the office to request permission, so I had the opportunity to see them snicker at my request. “A national library conference? Gee – three whole days? What do you talk about? Books? Hahaha. Forget it”.

Nowadays the process has improved as everything goes through web forms, so I am spared the in-the-face humiliation. I was however allowed to attend the regional library conference every year, as long as I drove back and forth every day since the company would not fund lodging.

This year the central training approval team was thrilled with the global credit crisis – another reason to deny more outside training! Another argument to turn down training requests and save money! They actually suggested to that instead of attending the conference, I would buy the conference proceedings and “acquire the learnings” that way.

Oh come on. Conferences to me are 25% about the presentations, 10% about seeing the latest and greatest from the vendors, 15% about being away from the office and 50% about networking. Conference proceedings capture less than 5% of the conference value, as usually they are just prints of the slides which are meaningless without the actual talk.

And while I am on the topic of presentations at library conferences, I think we should do a greatest hits conference. I see quite a lot of the same presentations every year, usually with a different template or title, but the essence stays the same. Also, there are some classics out there that I would love to hear again – some have reached cult level in library-land.

So why don’t we do a “Library conference – the best of 1980 – 2010” next year?

Why cataloguing is still relevant in an online world (1993)
Fighting the “shushing” and bun stereotype (1985)
Why we are so much better than AltaVista (1996)
Library 2.0: more hype and fluff to make us seem hip (2005)
This whole web thing is just a hype and will never go anywhere (1994)
End user tagging: the beginning of chaos (2003)
Taxonomies – the next big thing to save our profession (2002)
CompuServe - the primary information network (1985)
Dialog command line searching – obscure tips and powerful tricks (1981)

As networking is for many attendees the most important aspect to a conference, I would have breaks every hour, plan long lunch breaks and bars everywhere to hobnob.


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1 comments:

mizdebbaze said...

"Conferences to me are... 50% about networking."

Which for those of us out of the loop--a part-time library assistant with a (now worthless in this economy) MLS--is a part of a vicious cycle. Only the already established and connected get to repeat these conferences every year, while those of us desperate for a foot in the door need to justify how the conference would improve our job--and for my position, it doesn't. So I get to sit there and see my colleagues around me head out to California, or Chicago, or wherever, while I just stare at my book cart and seethe.