Posts tagged notes from the field
fuck no grad school
it's better than a real job, right?
Why can’t people READ?
So I’m trying to recruit people to take my survey for my residency project. It’s about people who choose to transfer the friends they’ve made online to their offline lives, so I thought - gee! Why not recruit people online! So far I’ve gotten:
- People who can’t read the age requirements, get midway through, and go, “Oh. I’m too old. You can just discard my responses, right?”
- Someone complaining that the study requirements are not listed and it’s a waste of people’s time to make them take a survey they aren’t qualified for. Except that the requirements are in the informed consent that you said you read and agreed to before you took the survey.
- About 50 responses I can’t use for at least one of the above reasons. Out of 62 possible responses. WOW.
Really? Someone remind me why I want to do research for a living again?
(Fine print: if anyone wants to redeem my faith in humanity and take the study, it’s here, for those of you between the ages of 18 and 25 who have made at least one friend on the interwebs).
Too Logit to Quit. This song made my semester.
:/
I am never going to drop out of college. Thank you PostSecret.
Newfound resolve to graduate.
This is just one of my many examples of horrible undergrad lab reports. Everytime I read one, I get a headache and want to scream. Why do my kids have to be so dumb?
On top of that, I don’t get paid squat. I actually calculated it to be about $6.75/hour considering the huge amount of time I put into grading each report. Maybe I should just pwn them all to make my left easier.
You put in an awful lot of effort in grading these. Which means you’re awesome. Yay, minimum wage! Oh, wait…
(Source: aguamour)
Being a grad assistant is fun. :P It’s course eval time, and I’m the eval monkey. I label all the envelopes, count out the evals, stuff ‘em in, and at the end of the semester, I enter ‘em all into Excel. I just need to remember: it pays my tuition, it pays my tuition, it pays my tuition...
Interne, terminated September 16, 1933: “Of much promise. An alert, intelligent worker. To be recommended.”
ONE YEAR LATER:
Interne, terminated September 1, 1934: “Tufts Medical School. Alert and promising. Good student but not of particularly methodical mind.”
Oh wow.
…why am I in grad school, again? What am I doing with my life?
I have a bunch of readings for Thursday. And an annotated bibliography due next week that I haven’t started. I cannot seem to get started. tumblr why are so much more fun than my UNESCO readings? I never procrastinate. This is getting ridiculous.
(Source: sapphirefire)
Group work is the supreme evil of grad school. Especially when you’re part of a distance learning class. This semester’s group is the best I’ve been in since starting the LIS Program, but it’s still crazy difficult to coordinate efforts in an online classroom.
Can’t stand it. I always end up not allowing anyone to do anything and resenting them for not helping enough. Group work brings out the worst in me.
(Source: slim-in-the-stacks)
