Lazy rainy morning. My husband, for once, wasn't in a hurry to get out of bed and so we had a very sleepy, pleasant morning snuggling and listening to the rain fall. It was a trial to get up, of course, considering the late night, but I hauled my protesting rear end out of the bed and went to work.
Rob came back to putter around in the lab so we've been filling him in on lab dirt and what our advisor has been spouting about this time. We had a Lecture on How to Be a Good Graduate Student on Friday, with the corollary of You Should Visit Your Advisor More Often. While we can't say it to him, what we're all thinking is, "well if you want company, perhaps you should not shoot our ideas down and then bring them up later as this great idea you just had." This has happened for several techniques and/or equipment suggestions. What pissed me off the worst was the Kugelrohr. I'd been trying to get one in the lab for two - count 'em, two - years, and I finally wore the boss down with two postdoc's support to get one. Then, all of a sudden, it's this Great Thing after the two years' worth of bitching over how no one will use it.
Advisors. Can't live with 'em, can't shoot 'em.
I really must get started on this grant work but it's so much more fun to not work on the grant work. And it's only a crisis because F-squared left his grant renewal off for so long... blah.
Rob came back to putter around in the lab so we've been filling him in on lab dirt and what our advisor has been spouting about this time. We had a Lecture on How to Be a Good Graduate Student on Friday, with the corollary of You Should Visit Your Advisor More Often. While we can't say it to him, what we're all thinking is, "well if you want company, perhaps you should not shoot our ideas down and then bring them up later as this great idea you just had." This has happened for several techniques and/or equipment suggestions. What pissed me off the worst was the Kugelrohr. I'd been trying to get one in the lab for two - count 'em, two - years, and I finally wore the boss down with two postdoc's support to get one. Then, all of a sudden, it's this Great Thing after the two years' worth of bitching over how no one will use it.
Advisors. Can't live with 'em, can't shoot 'em.
I really must get started on this grant work but it's so much more fun to not work on the grant work. And it's only a crisis because F-squared left his grant renewal off for so long... blah.
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Date: 2002-05-18 11:03 am (UTC)Were either of your bossmen like that? I hope not. The guy in Bergen didn't sound like a charmer, am I remembering that right?
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Date: 2002-05-18 11:14 am (UTC)Sometimes you can't do much about what the bossman does... that's part of why so many grad students are frustrated... it's hard to change the bossman's routines. But I think if you had made a united front all of the students in the lab and talked to the bossman, at least you'd have gotten it off you chest and given him some signals that you all dislike his working methods... but that is difficult to get ppl to do.
I recognize some of what's happening in your lab with how things were in Bergen, same kind of problems there. Ours wasn't as bad though, and he did have a whole bunch of students to look out for, plus he had some problems with the politics of the institute, lots of bad things going on there, so ppl worked and didn't say much about it.