Grad school nostalgia
2 December 2012
When I was searching for a job, one of my harried advisors said, “I don’t know why you want a job. Grad school is great. And jobs are so much work. You have no idea.”
I fumed. Well, it sure would be nice to have health insurance that isn’t oriented purely to health catastrophes, and a car that isn’t on the brink of collapse, and more than $64.25 in my bank account.
Yet here I am, ten years later, thinking, “I don’t know why you grad students want jobs. Grad school is great.”
I will never, ever say that aloud to anyone, for I remember too well the financial precariousness of grad school. But shit. You have no idea.