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Jan. 14th, 2002 01:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Well, bloody frigging hell.
I am such a goddamn sucker. The Big Man, who can't hire postdocs fast enough, wanted One Lucky Person to teach a half-TA slot this semester, and so here's Arafel like a deer caught in the headlights: "Would you teach this semester?" From what I can gather, Elena the Russian Postdoc Who Doesn't Speak English Worth a Damn costs more than the Big Man expected and has upset the delicate balance of the budget. I so wish he hadn't decided to hire her. She isn't even here yet, for crying out loud.
What am I doing, a fucking fifth-year, teaching again? Second semester orgo lab was such a complete hassle; messy experiments that require too much attention in too short a time. I wasn't even a good teacher. I do not have enough patience to explain for the nth time how to recrystallize, yes you have to turn on the vacuum for the rotovap to work, no you can't stopper your flask with the thermometer adapter.
And my friend Jesse isn't even around any more to make it tolerable. Half the reason I made it through three semesters of TA work was that he was around for me to chat with during interminable experiments.
*groan* Silverfish, how did you stand it? How did you not kill your advisor?
And the grading sessions... and TA meetings... *hangs head* Just what I needed.
It's my own damn fault. Someday I will learn to say "NO." But as I remarked to one of our postdocs, "If you don't make the Big Man happy, he might not be interested in making you happy later."
I am such a goddamn sucker. The Big Man, who can't hire postdocs fast enough, wanted One Lucky Person to teach a half-TA slot this semester, and so here's Arafel like a deer caught in the headlights: "Would you teach this semester?" From what I can gather, Elena the Russian Postdoc Who Doesn't Speak English Worth a Damn costs more than the Big Man expected and has upset the delicate balance of the budget. I so wish he hadn't decided to hire her. She isn't even here yet, for crying out loud.
What am I doing, a fucking fifth-year, teaching again? Second semester orgo lab was such a complete hassle; messy experiments that require too much attention in too short a time. I wasn't even a good teacher. I do not have enough patience to explain for the nth time how to recrystallize, yes you have to turn on the vacuum for the rotovap to work, no you can't stopper your flask with the thermometer adapter.
And my friend Jesse isn't even around any more to make it tolerable. Half the reason I made it through three semesters of TA work was that he was around for me to chat with during interminable experiments.
*groan* Silverfish, how did you stand it? How did you not kill your advisor?
And the grading sessions... and TA meetings... *hangs head* Just what I needed.
It's my own damn fault. Someday I will learn to say "NO." But as I remarked to one of our postdocs, "If you don't make the Big Man happy, he might not be interested in making you happy later."
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Date: 2002-01-14 12:21 pm (UTC)Hmm... if he's not as experienced as you--- maybe he needs some more experience by teaching the course :) , or maybe you could split the teaching job ?