How Do You Manage? Case Study: The Blog Hog
By Michael Rogers -- Library Journal, 04/01/2008
“I can't believe he did it again,” growled Susan Merkle, a librarian at the White Hills Public Library. “I wrote a blog no more than ten minutes ago, and Jack just put one up and knocked mine off the front page before anyone even got a chance to see it. I'm glad I wasted my time.”
Sorting books at the circ desk, Rosemary Fredericks asked, “Was it anything important?”
“It was about the summer book club,” Merkle fumed. “I'm trying to get people to vote on a book and thought I could generate extra interest by blogging on it. Now that's shot.”
“And what is Jack's blog about?”
“It asks why aren't there any librarians on American Idol,” Merkle said.
“Yikes,” Fredericks said, rolling her eyes. “A new low. That's why I stopped blogging for the library and started my own. I just got tired of getting sniped by that guy. He's even written blogs about other staffer's blogs instead of posting a comment in the original. He's always got to be on top. It's annoying. He must post three times a day.”
“It's more than annoying,” Merkle said, her anger bubbling. “It's rude, it's discourteous, and, considering how downright dumb and really unrelated to anything his posts usually are, it could even be labeled unprofessional and even disruptive.”
“Jack's a decent guy. Why don't you talk to him about it?” Fredericks said.
“I know he's a decent guy. I don't dislike him, but this annoys me. You know how some people are perfectly OK but have these weird little competitive or whatever quirks just below the surface?”
“It's funny what brings it out in people,” Fredericks said.
“One of my neighbors is the sweetest, quietest, most polite guy imaginable, but when his favorite ball teams are playing, forget it,” Merkle said. “His wife and kids leave the house until the game is over. I can hear him shouting like a madman three houses down.”
“I should introduce him to my husband,” Fredericks laughed.
“Seriously,” Merkle said, “I don't know if I should talk to Jack. Even though he's basically nice, anyone could get pissed about a thing like this. No one likes to be told they're being rude when they themselves probably think they're doing something great—especially since we're all being encouraged to blog and blog often. I also don't want to carp to his supervisor over something so trivial, because then it looks like I'm the one being rude.”
“Well,” Fredericks said, “you can either talk to Jack, talk to his boss, stop blogging—it's completely voluntary—or do what I did and start your own.”
“True,” Merkle said, “or I can just grin and ignore it.”
“There's that, too,” Fredericks answered. “So which will it be?”
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