Here’s a glimpse into my workaday life — or what passes for it.
One of my grad school cohorts delivered a mock job talk this afternoon. He did quite well; I’m proud to call him my senpai. Well technically, we came in the same year, but he’s on the job market, while I’m still limping along with no foreseeable end in sight.
In the humanities, we each progress at our own pace. Or until the funding runs out…