Well, I guess I had better get my act together and find another job somewhere because Stonecold has gone completely off her rocker.
Stonecold is on a Machiavellian quest right now. As far as we can tell, she looked at how well we finally figured out how to cope with her last set of curve balls and said to herself "You know what this well oiled machine needs? Sand tossed into the gears."
She proceeded to do just that by taking people who are good at their jobs and sticking them in other areas where they are shakier. Beloved children's librarians are now managers of buildings, the branch directors have been tossed into collection development. Librarians on the bottom tier find themselves working waaaaaay out of classification as branch directors. (I have no doubt that we have added to the 50 grievances our union already ignores.) We have junior librarians still in school dictating schedules to long time professionals. You get the idea.
And then there is me. Stonecold has somehow gotten the idea that I am a master toymaker and puppeteer. She tells everyone how I am being wasted as an acquistions and film librarian. She has told the gal put in charge of "staff development" that she wants to see me putting together a toy and puppet library...and she wants me to MAKE those toys and puppets because I have such mad skills in that area.
People have been saying to me "I didn't know you had a fine arts degree in puppetry" to which I reply "I didn't know that, either."
I do not know what the heck she is going on about. I made one (count it, ONE) cloth doll for a former coworker. Granted it was The Vampire LeStat and it looked impressive to the untrained eye. But it also took me six months to make because of my lack of skill.
I use hand puppets when I am reading a book to little ones. All the hand puppets have the same personality: they are silent trouble makers who will suddenly stick their heads over the pages so I can't read the words and thus make the kids laugh.
If there is anything close to performing arts that I do, it is story telling. Every year I tell ghost stories for one of the branch Halloween parties. That's pretty much it.
But Stoney is going on about how I MUST create a library of puppets and so forth and so on.
Several of my supervisors have tried to disabuse her of the notion, but she is adamant that I must use my skills to create puppets and toys for the library. I have no idea what to say to her. If I tell her that I do not have these skills, she will simply say I am lying to make her look bad. If I flat out refuse to try and make puppets she will tell people I am a meanie racist who is refusing to do as she asks because I don't like working for an ethnic woman. And if I do it and screw up, eventually it will lead to her claiming that I mislead her by lying about my abilities and she will make my life (and everyone else's lives) even more miserable.
My union stewards are aware of this, but they are up against a union that has ignored our problems for sometime and continue to do so. This probably goes waaaay beyond etiquette, but how do I break the news to Stonecold that I am not the girl she imagines me to be?