What? Go to the out of town meeting for you. Because you're busy, Mr. Tenured Proffie? I would be so very happy to do that for you.
Oh, spend my evenings in the campus call center calling prospective students with good SAT scores? And you'll give me free crappy pizza? Yes, yes please, Ms. Assoc. Dean.
Hmmmm? You forgot our meeting, so can I come in again next week on the one day I have to not drive an hour each way to come to campus so I can have two more hours to, you know, maybe do some research? But of course. It would be my pleasure, Senior Proffie lady. Look forward to your positive vote in a year.
Oh, hey, Sally Freshperson. What? You don't want to Google how to solve your little technical problem? Well, no problem. Don't tire your student-evaluation-writing fingers out on that nasty old keyboard. Dr. Amelia would be so very happy to guess what your problem is, Google it for you, and send you the solutions. Really. It's the very least I can do.
What colleague from a previous school that I'll need a tenure rec from? You can't figure out how to format that table in your paper? By ALL MEANS, please send it to me and ask me to figure it out and send it back. I have nothing better to do.
Dr. Amelia thinks it is a bad thing that she is now fantasizing about what a jerk she will be when she gets tenure. But it just might be epic.