Dear cat,
Please do not put your head between me and the laptop monitor, my butt and the chair, or my pen and the paper! Also, do not nip me and try to play "catch the pen from the Cog's hand"! I neeeeeeed to get this class lesson prepped and this shit graded! It is coming up on grade-posting time, and I would like to catch up and actually post things so I have time to start creating all my next round of assignment instructions! I do not have time to play!!!
You are just going to have to entertain yourself without me joining you on the couch.
Ok, a few quick ear scritches. Awwww. Now go!
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Thursday, February 14, 2013
I'm not supposed to be blogging right now, but whatevs
I am supposed to be cleaning out my email in-box and making sure I responded to/graded/otherwise dealt with all the student emails piling up in there. I don' wanna. I also have a big pile of homework I need to go through before tomorrow so I can hand it back. But I just ate a big lunch and do not feel like doing anything.
What I have been doing is my yoga --- I have been really on top of that so far this year! Yay, me. I hope I can keep it up once we hit the grading crunch time of the semester. --- and a couple job apps. I am in the midst of the crazy involved job app season, where everything is either a community college or half-time admin or just plain weird and wants all sorts of strange additional materials, highly tailored. It is a sad day when you think you'd rather do another couple apps, that aren't even due this week, rather than untangle the piles of student excuses I need to save, student excuses I need to reject, requests, favors, reminders, and homework assignments sent as attachments (I just really don't like grading in this fashion).
It is highly boring here, as you can see, but it is sunny and bright out, which is putting me in a good mood. I am watching my cats sunbathe near the couch. Unfortunately it is tempting me to bad things, like take a nap.
We are having several job searches here, and I have been recruited to do some things. Meh. We also have some interesting internal candidates and departmental faction stuff going on, but I'm not really invested in that much either. It is unfortunate that they have put me on this search committee and asked me to do stuff, since they do not ask me to stick around or develop any sort of long-term relationship with the department or the area. So I look at that and say, hey, I don't need to come to any of these job talks or get involved if you expect me to stay on the market and not be here next fall! But if you have been asked to do stuff, then meeting only one of the candidates and doing stuff somehow seems unfair. OTOH, they didn't do a very good job scheduling talks and such around my schedule, and there's no way I'd cancel a class to see a job talk or go to a meal with the candidate, so maybe I shouldn't feel guilty. Meh. And every time I hear about our campus visit stuff, I get antsy and want the apps I just sent out to materialize as campus visit requests already.
Anything exciting going on with you?? People need to post some better procrastinatory material for me here. Or else I'll be forced to clean out my in-box!
What I have been doing is my yoga --- I have been really on top of that so far this year! Yay, me. I hope I can keep it up once we hit the grading crunch time of the semester. --- and a couple job apps. I am in the midst of the crazy involved job app season, where everything is either a community college or half-time admin or just plain weird and wants all sorts of strange additional materials, highly tailored. It is a sad day when you think you'd rather do another couple apps, that aren't even due this week, rather than untangle the piles of student excuses I need to save, student excuses I need to reject, requests, favors, reminders, and homework assignments sent as attachments (I just really don't like grading in this fashion).
It is highly boring here, as you can see, but it is sunny and bright out, which is putting me in a good mood. I am watching my cats sunbathe near the couch. Unfortunately it is tempting me to bad things, like take a nap.
We are having several job searches here, and I have been recruited to do some things. Meh. We also have some interesting internal candidates and departmental faction stuff going on, but I'm not really invested in that much either. It is unfortunate that they have put me on this search committee and asked me to do stuff, since they do not ask me to stick around or develop any sort of long-term relationship with the department or the area. So I look at that and say, hey, I don't need to come to any of these job talks or get involved if you expect me to stay on the market and not be here next fall! But if you have been asked to do stuff, then meeting only one of the candidates and doing stuff somehow seems unfair. OTOH, they didn't do a very good job scheduling talks and such around my schedule, and there's no way I'd cancel a class to see a job talk or go to a meal with the candidate, so maybe I shouldn't feel guilty. Meh. And every time I hear about our campus visit stuff, I get antsy and want the apps I just sent out to materialize as campus visit requests already.
Anything exciting going on with you?? People need to post some better procrastinatory material for me here. Or else I'll be forced to clean out my in-box!
Saturday, February 9, 2013
The Breaking of the Fellowship of the Postdoc
Well, perhaps I should have known that the first year of the postdoc was too good to be true, friendship-wise. I just assumed that everyone would be friendly and have free time for me and have similar interests and beliefs as me. I had a few bumps with the shit-stirrer (because he likes to be a shit-stirrer and that's not my style) and the person who could never accept that s/he left California went back to California, but by and large, we hung out a bunch. Including the newly-hired faculty to an extent.
Then we brought in a couple new postdocs --- one was never around, one I only sorta got along with but we'd both invite everyone to various social things, and one is just as nice and lovely as the first year people. Things started falling off a bit; the tt faculty especially, and as the tt faculty and a couple postdocs' wives got pregnant, first the wives dropped out of various social things, then the husbands. Things seemed not quite as nice and friendly as the second year.
At the end of the year, the one who was never around left, the prickly one left, deciding that adjuncting back at husband's PhD institution would be better than postdocing here, and Angry Anarchist Postdoc left the country for the equivalent of a tenure track job in a faraway land.
This year started out all right --- I was trying to get people to hang out with me and for everyone to come out for a meal and a few beers at least once a week. But then I started being witness to stories that would be great fodder for the blog, if only I could post them and still have them still be funny but not identifiable. Seriously, hilarious. And jail time is involved.
Then very quickly these stories I was witnessing became very unfunny. They were sad, awkward, and uncomfortable. Perhaps this was to be expected when the postdoc committee met and drew up a short list, and then only one person from the short and long list agreed to come, it pays so little here. So they went back to the pool and called every single applicant. They finally filled two of the remaining three spots. But I got the feeling that there were problems in both sociableness and academic socialization in these postdocs. I would not be surprised if these problems ended up derailing their academic chances.
(I hasten to add that one of our new postdocs is wonderful to get along with, funny and plucky and brave and if all of them had these qualities everything would be fine:
This postdoc is very sparkly and cheerful and especially since we do not work in the same scholarly areas I am rooting for Sparkle Postdoc to get some amazing job somewhere.)
The first problem --- no wait, this is the second problem. But it was a bigger blow-up.
The stress was getting to all of us. But my good friend and postdoc from my first year here, Local Kid Makes Good, has taken it hardest, I think. She dropped off the radar at one point, and said something about dealing with being depressed over the summer. But while we had office hours at the same time, it seemed like I saw her pretty regularly and we were for the most part getting along. (I hope? I am now paranoid and reading into everything we said to each other in the last few months...)
But her temper and ability to put up with bullshit have both suffered, resulting in a shouting match with another postdoc in the middle of one of our outings. This happened almost at the same time as the two other new postdocs got in a huge debacle of a fight with each other, and now everyone is keeping away from everyone else. Remember those logic problems where you need to sit people around a table but Bill won't sit next to Mary and Mary cannot sit next to Sue or John, but John only wants to sit next to Bill?
Now whenever I send out an email to invite people out for something, I either get a bunch of "Is ___ coming? I won't go if it's so."
Or silence.
Since the blowup at our local bar, I have barely heard from Local Kid Makes Good. I agree that this new person said stuff that was sexist and dumb. I feel like the argument was over the top and pointless, though, mainly because I am pessimistic about changing the minds of sexist people. But this new person was really rattled and has spent a lot of time with me talking through everything. I wouldn't choose this new person (who needs a name but I am strangely coming up short in the LOTR pantheon) over Local Kid Makes Good, but I am worried that she thinks so. I am also worried that I am just plain old annoying and have driven her --- and everyone else --- away by simple fact of my personality. I mean, if the only postdocs they could get were people who were beyond socially awkward, and I am a postdoc here, then QED...?
This semester I am all alone in my office, since everyone else teaches on the days I am not there, and I am all alone out at dinner and the bar, since the new postdocs have managed to displease and alienate either each other or the established people.
So when I send out the emails inviting people out for a burger and some beers...
This is the first problem. There is someone here who is just ... difficult to hang out with and impossible to have a conversation with. At first I could get around this with just the sheer numbers of people at the table, by reminding everyone that if we all talk, then Gollum won't be monopolizing the conversation. And if you don't want to watch him eat, you could always sit diagonally from him. And if we just set up a few code words, we can steer the conversation away from himself and his more pompous verbal tics.
Now, however, when I send out a call to hang out, this is the only person who shows up.
I don't like disinviting someone from a hangout; that's shitty. And I don't want to not hang out with people; it gets lonely here. And the problem is not that this person is unpleasant, but that now we have hung out alone a couple times and I have figured out how lonely this person is and how much this person suffers from the effects of having a personality that drives people away. I don't want to laugh at him; I feel sorry for Smeagol. That was kind of horrible and humbling to learn. And knowing that, I can't turn him away, and I'm not sure I can bring back more postdocs as a buffer effect, and I don't want to spend the rest of this year only socializing with him --- there's this creepy effect of watching one's own worst social fears embodied there across the table, covered in ketchup.
Is there any hope for a poor lone hobbit to escape to a more congenial place? Is there no hope of Fellowship? I'd take a fellowship, too, especially if it paid more than here.
(Yr humble blogger. Although my hair never looks as good. The hairy toes and love of Second Breakfast are a good match, though.)
Then we brought in a couple new postdocs --- one was never around, one I only sorta got along with but we'd both invite everyone to various social things, and one is just as nice and lovely as the first year people. Things started falling off a bit; the tt faculty especially, and as the tt faculty and a couple postdocs' wives got pregnant, first the wives dropped out of various social things, then the husbands. Things seemed not quite as nice and friendly as the second year.
At the end of the year, the one who was never around left, the prickly one left, deciding that adjuncting back at husband's PhD institution would be better than postdocing here, and Angry Anarchist Postdoc left the country for the equivalent of a tenure track job in a faraway land.
(Will he return? Probably not. But landing a tenure track job is a lot like being a wizard who returns from almost certain death, right? I mean, tenure track jobs are basically only legends these days, right?)
This year started out all right --- I was trying to get people to hang out with me and for everyone to come out for a meal and a few beers at least once a week. But then I started being witness to stories that would be great fodder for the blog, if only I could post them and still have them still be funny but not identifiable. Seriously, hilarious. And jail time is involved.
Then very quickly these stories I was witnessing became very unfunny. They were sad, awkward, and uncomfortable. Perhaps this was to be expected when the postdoc committee met and drew up a short list, and then only one person from the short and long list agreed to come, it pays so little here. So they went back to the pool and called every single applicant. They finally filled two of the remaining three spots. But I got the feeling that there were problems in both sociableness and academic socialization in these postdocs. I would not be surprised if these problems ended up derailing their academic chances.
(I hasten to add that one of our new postdocs is wonderful to get along with, funny and plucky and brave and if all of them had these qualities everything would be fine:
This postdoc is very sparkly and cheerful and especially since we do not work in the same scholarly areas I am rooting for Sparkle Postdoc to get some amazing job somewhere.)The first problem --- no wait, this is the second problem. But it was a bigger blow-up.
The stress was getting to all of us. But my good friend and postdoc from my first year here, Local Kid Makes Good, has taken it hardest, I think. She dropped off the radar at one point, and said something about dealing with being depressed over the summer. But while we had office hours at the same time, it seemed like I saw her pretty regularly and we were for the most part getting along. (I hope? I am now paranoid and reading into everything we said to each other in the last few months...)
But her temper and ability to put up with bullshit have both suffered, resulting in a shouting match with another postdoc in the middle of one of our outings. This happened almost at the same time as the two other new postdocs got in a huge debacle of a fight with each other, and now everyone is keeping away from everyone else. Remember those logic problems where you need to sit people around a table but Bill won't sit next to Mary and Mary cannot sit next to Sue or John, but John only wants to sit next to Bill?
Now whenever I send out an email to invite people out for something, I either get a bunch of "Is ___ coming? I won't go if it's so."
Or silence.
Since the blowup at our local bar, I have barely heard from Local Kid Makes Good. I agree that this new person said stuff that was sexist and dumb. I feel like the argument was over the top and pointless, though, mainly because I am pessimistic about changing the minds of sexist people. But this new person was really rattled and has spent a lot of time with me talking through everything. I wouldn't choose this new person (who needs a name but I am strangely coming up short in the LOTR pantheon) over Local Kid Makes Good, but I am worried that she thinks so. I am also worried that I am just plain old annoying and have driven her --- and everyone else --- away by simple fact of my personality. I mean, if the only postdocs they could get were people who were beyond socially awkward, and I am a postdoc here, then QED...?
This semester I am all alone in my office, since everyone else teaches on the days I am not there, and I am all alone out at dinner and the bar, since the new postdocs have managed to displease and alienate either each other or the established people.
So when I send out the emails inviting people out for a burger and some beers...
This is the first problem. There is someone here who is just ... difficult to hang out with and impossible to have a conversation with. At first I could get around this with just the sheer numbers of people at the table, by reminding everyone that if we all talk, then Gollum won't be monopolizing the conversation. And if you don't want to watch him eat, you could always sit diagonally from him. And if we just set up a few code words, we can steer the conversation away from himself and his more pompous verbal tics.
Now, however, when I send out a call to hang out, this is the only person who shows up.
I don't like disinviting someone from a hangout; that's shitty. And I don't want to not hang out with people; it gets lonely here. And the problem is not that this person is unpleasant, but that now we have hung out alone a couple times and I have figured out how lonely this person is and how much this person suffers from the effects of having a personality that drives people away. I don't want to laugh at him; I feel sorry for Smeagol. That was kind of horrible and humbling to learn. And knowing that, I can't turn him away, and I'm not sure I can bring back more postdocs as a buffer effect, and I don't want to spend the rest of this year only socializing with him --- there's this creepy effect of watching one's own worst social fears embodied there across the table, covered in ketchup.
Is there any hope for a poor lone hobbit to escape to a more congenial place? Is there no hope of Fellowship? I'd take a fellowship, too, especially if it paid more than here.
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