Evil, evil lecture...

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Wednesday, 28 September 2005

Evil, evil lecture...

God bless professors. They make life so much more dismal and depressing. Today, for whatever reason, the subject of becoming a professor came up... huh, well, it could just be because that's what alot of us are in this school to do. So, of course, the dutiful, symmetrical latin instructor took time out from his busy schedule to see to it that we're all aware that the path to graduate school, and consequently to becoming a college professor is long, and difficult, and that ninety percent of us are going to be hanging from plant hooks with our faces blackened long before we get anywhere close to the end of it. He went on to say that the pay sucks, and if we'd ever had so much as a B in any language course, ever, we probably just weren't graduate school material. I think we've all heard that lecture, before. The, if there's anything else you can possibly concieve of being happy doing, go do it... lecture.

I'm going to be honest here, for a second. I've had my share of Bs in my life. Heck, if you dig for it, you might even find a C. And frankly, I've had a few profs who have reputations for never, ever handing out any grade higher than a B. Some of them even admit it. And the professors I had as an undergrad, the ones who actually know me, seem to think that I will be able to get into school somewhere, with a little more Latin.

I know that the actual message here is something along the lines of "It takes hard work and dedication, and you should carefully consider" but it still bugs me when they do the whole tear down every element of hope you ever had schtick.