OK, I'm being a little melodramatic. It's not *that* bad, but you know, there are days when shit doesn't work, you figure out how to fix that shit, and then something else fails, and meanwhile the boss is freaking the fuck out over funding, and you see yourself in their shoes in a few years and think, "why am I doing this?"
Hugs to you Juniper. I cried in front of my boss for the first time last week. It happens. Don't feel bad about crying. I hope whatever made you cry gets sorted out though.
Also I have a pouch of lyophilized hugs for whoever wants some. I've definitely done my share of crying in the last few weeks. Much sciencegirl love to y'all. <3
I often fantasize about being a medical records clerk. I already know the alphabet, and I won't have to deal with the public. (Oh, and I had an editorial job long before grad school and let me tell you it's not all it's cracked up to be.) Hang in there.
Ambivalence - a state of having emotions of both positive and negative valence or of having thoughts or actions in contradiction with each other, when they are related to the same object, idea or person (for example, feeling both love and hatred for someone or something [i.e., grad school, or academia]).
"...AA is a tremendous asset to the lab, an accomplished experimentalist, and will one day be a valued peer in the research community...." -AA's PI
"...AA is a take-no-prisoners bad-ass with zero tolerance for bullshit and douchecaones. She is not the easiest person to work with, but she exacts a high standard of excellence from herself and others...." -people who know her better
Better Half - My sweet and charming significant other, also a very talented scientist.
DangerDog - My contribution to our fur family. He is adorable and hyper-excitable and would probably be easier to live with if Ritalin were approved for dogs.
GrAdvisor - My well-meaning PI/graduate advisor. We have our differences, but I can chalk most of them up to disparate communication styles, which makes it easier to live with the fall-out of our communication-fails.
New PI - So far an awesome mentor. Needs a moniker. Will take suggestions.
Thing 1 & Thing 2 - BH's cats. Actually, I'm not sure if they really are cats or some alien life forms bent on world domination.
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I am really sorry. Two hours ago, I burst into tears in front of one of my pharmacology professors. If that makes you feel any better. :)
thats sucks ass. sorry
OK, I'm being a little melodramatic. It's not *that* bad, but you know, there are days when shit doesn't work, you figure out how to fix that shit, and then something else fails, and meanwhile the boss is freaking the fuck out over funding, and you see yourself in their shoes in a few years and think, "why am I doing this?"
Hugs to you Juniper. I cried in front of my boss for the first time last week. It happens. Don't feel bad about crying. I hope whatever made you cry gets sorted out though.
My fallback is still "candy historian."
Also I have a pouch of lyophilized hugs for whoever wants some. I've definitely done my share of crying in the last few weeks. Much sciencegirl love to y'all. <3
Lypophilized hugs are the best! Thanks Samia - and hugs right back atcha.
I often fantasize about being a medical records clerk. I already know the alphabet, and I won't have to deal with the public. (Oh, and I had an editorial job long before grad school and let me tell you it's not all it's cracked up to be.) Hang in there.
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