blackn1ghtHow was your week?
Corporal_PunishmentStressful as fuck. Messed up slightly at work but over catastrophised it in my head which just made it all worse.
tetris11I did that recently, and then did the stupid thing of telling others of how stupid I am.
Pro-Tip: Everyone fucks up, the best thing to do in this post-truth world is to literally go play golf and pretend the fuckup wasn’t wholly yours ^[“where was the initial feedback? the oversight? who validated your changes?”], and if they try to give you grief over it pretend they’re giving you a light hazing and move on to actionable points to rectify it, whilst slightly passive-aggressively telegraphing that anyone getting emotional over it has never spilled milk before.
It’s shitty and dishonest and you’ll feel like a mixture of Donald Trump and Larry David, but it genuinely does work in getting people off your back
flamingos-cant (hopepunk arc)Pretty terrible, to be honest. The upstairs neighbour’s toilet broke and all the water came through my living room roof.
Oh damn. I hope there’s not too much damage! Has someone been out to sort it?
Landlord came out to have a look on Sunday and sent someone to fix it yesterday, so it’s at least sorted now.
Brave Little Hitachi WandWe got through the last week before my wife gets back into her work! First day was today, so far so good.
Swear to god, her old bosses handicapped her from the start and ran her out at the first chance. After three years of uni, they almost blew up her career in the hangar, and to all appearances it was deliberate. It set us back ten months, at minimum. It is only a faint exaggeration to say her entire career was hunted for sport.
Anyway. It’s been a fucking nightmare and I’m just shaking with hope that we’re finally back to a dual income household. She supported me when I was at uni and I was more than happy to repay the favour. That said, there wasn’t a kid in the picture back then. It was a massive relief to get her into a job a year and a half ago, and at this point I’m too wary to feel relieved.
Next week I’ll have nice updates, no more trauma dumping from me. You okay?
Unis are businesses these days. My last prof took on a postdoc who secured her own independent funding, but needed his name on the application for formality reasons. He took her funding, badmouthed her to the entire uni, and cast her out of the lab. Vampire tactics seem to be pretty common now in this economy.
The nepotism within Unis are also shockingly bad. The child of a professor is practically guaranteed a tenureship track in academia, as the professor’s can stack bad candidates vying for the same position when the application comes. Anyone from outside their circle needs to either swear fealty to some professor or fight tooth and nail.
There’s a recent blog post about this from a German researcher that resonated with me on this. I hope your wife’s doing okay.
I’ve also just lost a good revenue stream and am wondering how I’m gonna cope, but I’m sure I will one way or another.
