If you insist on knitting during faculty meeting, then understand that a (significant, depending on institution) portion of the rest of the faculty is silently judging you (and, depending on institution, likely the rest of the female faculty).
Those "knitting circle" comments? Not intended to be a compliment.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Measuring the semester
This morning, I was wondering where the semester had gone. What have I been doing with my time?
As I pondered the passing days, I glanced down at my hands. The sides of my fingers and my forearm are stained red.
Oh, that's right, I remembered. I've been spending the semester GRADING.
Yes, my lovelies, I've been in grading hell. You can measure my semester by the spent red pens in the wastebasket.
By what do you measure YOUR semester? Empty pipet boxes? Drained ink cartridges?
As I pondered the passing days, I glanced down at my hands. The sides of my fingers and my forearm are stained red.
Oh, that's right, I remembered. I've been spending the semester GRADING.
Yes, my lovelies, I've been in grading hell. You can measure my semester by the spent red pens in the wastebasket.
By what do you measure YOUR semester? Empty pipet boxes? Drained ink cartridges?
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Faculty Meeting Rule #1
No matter how many times a senior faculty member insist that it is okay, if you are junior faculty do NOT voice your opinion at faculty meeting.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Oh, for the love of punctuation
I have noticed "recently" that I have begun using the dreaded "extraneous" quotation marks.
And I "supposedly" know my grammar, like, really gooder than most "people."
Are quotation marks a sign that I am starting to lose it??!
And I "supposedly" know my grammar, like, really gooder than most "people."
Are quotation marks a sign that I am starting to lose it??!
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Choose your own adventure
Have you ever woken up from recalling a vivid dream and then had it stick with you ALL. DAY. LONG?
Have you ever had a dream that flipped back and forth from first to third person, so much so, that ALL. DAY. LONG. you second-guess if the event really happened? (although, deep down, you absolutely know that it didn't).
Have you ever had a dream that played out the Other Possibility? The what-might-have-happened-if.... option?
Have you every had that dream reoccur three times in 10 days?
Yeah, I totally haven't, either.
Sweet dreams, friends.
Have you ever had a dream that flipped back and forth from first to third person, so much so, that ALL. DAY. LONG. you second-guess if the event really happened? (although, deep down, you absolutely know that it didn't).
Have you ever had a dream that played out the Other Possibility? The what-might-have-happened-if.... option?
Have you every had that dream reoccur three times in 10 days?
Yeah, I totally haven't, either.
Sweet dreams, friends.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Smoking confession
I think less of students who smoke. I don't understand why, in this day of Febreeze and good ventilation, that they drag themselves into class smelling of ashtrays.
I am puzzled by why my colleagues, who have advanced degrees and supposedly know better, maintain such a disgusting habit. Why must you sit next to me at faculty meeting? I don't even have to deal with such smells at bars anymore. Can't I ban smoking at school, too?
Yes, I judge you for your cancer stick puffing. Slap a patch on it already.
I am puzzled by why my colleagues, who have advanced degrees and supposedly know better, maintain such a disgusting habit. Why must you sit next to me at faculty meeting? I don't even have to deal with such smells at bars anymore. Can't I ban smoking at school, too?
Yes, I judge you for your cancer stick puffing. Slap a patch on it already.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Most appropriate professorial accessory: pacifier or zit cream?
On one of my recent posts, Dr. McFabulous compared my facebook usage to that of an "exhibitionist teenager."
That got me thinking.
*Am* I like a teenager? It's true that I have the occasional zits and emotional outbursts.
Come to think of it, so do some of my colleagues. Perhaps professors are like teenagers! Certainly some might argue that the seating arrangements at faculty meetings evoke that of a high school cafeteria. We can be moody, detached, and--dare I say?-- hormonal.
Or perhaps faculty are more like babies, with their temper tantrums of very vocal demands?
Are your colleagues more similar to college seniors, those burned out darlings who have a penchant for not giving a shit and being very vocal about it?
So what do you think? Are professors mature members of society? Or are we more similar to our students than some would like to admit?
That got me thinking.
*Am* I like a teenager? It's true that I have the occasional zits and emotional outbursts.
Come to think of it, so do some of my colleagues. Perhaps professors are like teenagers! Certainly some might argue that the seating arrangements at faculty meetings evoke that of a high school cafeteria. We can be moody, detached, and--dare I say?-- hormonal.
Or perhaps faculty are more like babies, with their temper tantrums of very vocal demands?
Are your colleagues more similar to college seniors, those burned out darlings who have a penchant for not giving a shit and being very vocal about it?
So what do you think? Are professors mature members of society? Or are we more similar to our students than some would like to admit?
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