Head of core facility: "So.... How long until you graduate?"Although I was tempted, I avoided the snide comment that was lurking in the recess of my overwhelmed mind. Personally, I think I'll chalk it up to cluelessness on the part of the Head of core facility. After all, my complete lack of sleep and disheveled appearance come from my two lovely children, not rough nights on the town. If there is any doubt, you'll find Cherrios in my pocket and a Dora the Explorer app on my phone. The snot stain on my shirt is not my own.
Me: "Ummm... Wait, what did you say?"
Head of core: "When will you get your degree?"
Me: "About 6 years ago. I'm a postdoc. Looking for a job as an assistant professor "
Head of core: "Oh, I'm sorry. You just look so young."
Me: "Umm.... Thanks, I guess.... I'll go back to writing that grant now, OK?"
At some point I'm sure I'll be flattered by such statements, but it rubs me the wrong way right now, especially as I'm in the middle of a job search and trying to portray myself as being mature, focused, and no longer pre-pubescent....
And then I got carded at the liquor store.