I have held onto this true story for at least a couple of years. I didn't know what to do with it. I still don't know what to do with it or what it means, but it sure isn't getting any fresher sitting on the shelf. In fact, I think it might be starting to mold in the warm Summer air.
So I'll just be scraping that mold off and telling the grimm fairy tale of...
The Library Director
Once upon a time a library wanted to hire a new library director because the old one was all used up. So their heralds put out a call through all the land and people came from throughout the region to apply. Overwhelmed by the response the (possibly evil) chancellor chose just three of them at random to choose from.
An interview committee was formed.
The first applicant was interviewed. He wasn't particularly white, which totally wasn't the reason for any problems with him because that would violate official County policy. It was much more that he was very forceful. He said "My way or the highway" an awful lot in his interview.
So they sent him to the highway.
The second applicant was very relaxed. He leaned back in his chair and said "Whatever" a lot. He didn't seem to have a care in the world. He didn't seem to care what happened, so they sent him on his way too.
He probably didn't mind, and then had a nap.
The third applicant said all the right things. She was very polite. She was very interested in the job. She was from Marketing and knew how to say lots of... stuff.
She said stuff about listening and being proactive and growing potential and best practices and building consensus and serving our community partners.
So they hired her.
Which goes to show just how terrible and clueless fairy tales can be. Unless it goes to show how Goldilocks gets away with everything.
Or maybe it doesn't show anything at all.