Wednesday, January 14, 2015
Doc Slash Has Academic Dating Misery
'After all,' I'll think to myself, 'They understand what it's like working in this business, so we ought to have plenty of common ground. I'm tired of trying to explain exactly how much shit I have to shovel on a daily basis to dates who think I'm so lucky only having to teach 15 hours a week, and presumably sit around twiddling my thumbs in between classes.'
This mindset landed me on a long string of dates in grad school with grad students from other departments, who would happily ramble on about their dissertation prospectus while I politely nodded my head like Homer Simpson being lectured on the difference between apple juice and apple cider and thought about how explaining my teaching schedule to academic novices really wasn't that bad after all.
I've mostly stuck to my 'Dating Academics Is A Bad Idea' rule since then, but I do find myself backsliding on occasion, which is how I found myself on a date earlier this evening with a Ph.D. student who asked me only a single question over the course of our 90 minute (Damn you, slow bartender! Can't you tell the air of quiet desperation that screams 'ring up our tab now?') interaction:
"Oh, what journal did you publish that in?"
90 minutes, and that was the only question s/he could think of to ask me. Naturally, I decided to share this with the RGM as soon as I got home.
I don't know if this topic deserves a full-fledged thirsty or if it can be sufficiently debated in the comment section, but I am curious--anyone else have any Gob Bluthian 'I've made a huge mistake' moments while attempting to date (or mate) within the academy?