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First PersonArgument and Optimism: The Sequel
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When we last left our hero (me), I had reached the public destination of tenure -- and I had experienced a more personal sense of arrival. I had adjusted to academic culture and gradually evolved from someone leery of conflict to someone who saw argument as a positive force. I interpreted the unanimous faculty vote on my tenure case as a sign that I could argue in good faith without any colleague penalizing me for speaking my mind. But my first column ended with my working up the nerve to make the most uncomfortable argument of all. While my college had awarded me tenure, it had not granted me promotion to associate professor. That's a common practice at my college for newly tenured faculty members. But many colleagues I respected were pushing me to go right back up and ask for the promotion again. Only this time, they said, I would have to, yes, make a better argument. They were referring to my self-evaluation, a document that is the cornerstone of tenure and promotion applications. In it, candidates synthesize their performance in teaching, scholarship, and service to the college. How much weight given to each of those categories depends, of course, on the institution. Since mine is a liberal-arts college with no graduate school in my field and a heavy teaching load, my operating assumption was that if I stood out in the areas of teaching and service, and was actively pursuing my research agenda, the combination would be enough to merit promotion. Obviously I was wrong. But the truth is more complex: The case for promotion was there in my performance. I just hadn't made that case effectively on the page. That doesn't mean I had written a bad self-evaluation the first time around. Since I was hired to teach journalistic and creative writing, I had crafted the document carefully. I wanted the language and tone to reflect the qualities of my own published work. One colleague told me it was the best self-evaluation he had read in his nearly two decades at the college -- making me smugly confident that all my operating assumptions had been validated. I had made three such assumptions that seemed logical enough at the time:
That approach helped me gain tenure. But when colleagues revisited my self-evaluation -- with my reapplication for promotion in mind -- they decided I had been my own worst enemy. Part of the problem was those pesky assumptions, on which I was corrected by various colleagues:
Then came the six-month wait between the submission of my application and the final verdict. I told myself that no matter what, I had written a much stronger self-evaluation, one that would serve me well some year, if not this one. But I also knew that arguing more effectively had not changed the facts of my case. Arguments, after all, are only as good as their premises. Furthermore, I mused, even if the college were to promote me, I would never know if it was because of my self-evaluation or because of other circumstances. I had done all I could do. As April turned into May, I protected myself against dashed high hopes by, well, not having any. I went to the mailbox each day expecting the worst; some days I didn't go to the mailbox at all. On the day the letter finally arrived, I opened it on the sidewalk, thinking to get the bad news out of the way as quickly as possible. But it wasn't bad news. The letter congratulated me on my promotion. Making the argument -- particularly in the way my college expected it to be made -- had paid off. I went upstairs less proud than grateful -- and relieved. I wasn't going to have to make that particular argument again any time soon. |
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