The last two times we’ve discussed academic matters, he’s either (a) asked me if I knew how I was going to go about writing a cutting edge dissertation that separates me from the field*, or (b) asked me if my adviser knew who I was when I met with him**.
* “Uh, I need to write my qualifying paper first. And also propose a dissertation. I just started my third year in the program.”
** “I mean … yes. Yes, of course he did. Jesus Christ, Dad.”
- amandahess said:my dad sent me an email a few weeks ago suggesting that all my problems could be solved if i got a job