What I Hated the Least Today 202/365: Doctors

I have an insurance card and I'm not afraid to use it

I have a health insurance card. That in itself isn't particularly surprising, as where I live, health insurance is obligatory. My card is special though because I made it so – I had my academic titles added on it because I could. Where I live, academic titles are a decorative property – it won't earn you a … Continue reading What I Hated the Least Today 202/365: Doctors

From Academia to Actual Life; or, The Downward Spiral

I waited for five years to start serious work on my dissertation. During that time, I became chums with the dean, since I was constantly writing him requests for the extension of my studies. My department was well pleased with the extensions because a student proofreading and editing workforce can be more easily underpaid and … Continue reading From Academia to Actual Life; or, The Downward Spiral

My Black Friday the 13th; or, Screech, Screech, Screech

I’m not superstitious. But my recent Friday the 13th was like Friday the 13th. The horror started soon after Thursday turned into Friday. I was burning the midnight oil, marking second-try essays of students who are not even my students. They are preys to Professor Womack, as much as me, who deals with those students … Continue reading My Black Friday the 13th; or, Screech, Screech, Screech

Academic Emails: Dear Professors, You Are Funny

The first email that I received in the New Year was by Professor Pfeiffer, one of the aldermen on the board designed to protect, provide for and punish the English Department’s doctoral students as required at a particular moment. In his email, Professor Pfeiffer confused New Year rituals with Christmas rituals and randomly decided to … Continue reading Academic Emails: Dear Professors, You Are Funny

Editing; or, Annotating Another’s Annotations of My Annotations

I knew a professional disaster and a workplace feud was impending the moment when Professor Womack promoted me to a co-editor of a post-conference publication of papers on poetry. I’m the least likely co-editor of such volume – that is, the least likely second only to the chief editor, who shall not be named. It’s … Continue reading Editing; or, Annotating Another’s Annotations of My Annotations

A Quirky Academic Meets a Normal Academic: And Hilarity Ensues

Academia is one of the few places that accommodate quirky people. Which is why I’m there. Annoyingly, academia also includes perfectly normal people. Which is where the clash between the normal and the quirky happens. Guess on which side I am. (If you hazarded “normal”, I forgive you because you must be new here.) As … Continue reading A Quirky Academic Meets a Normal Academic: And Hilarity Ensues