In the past month, I have been very busy--so I apologize to anyone who reads my ramblings. I'm not sure anyone does. Anywhoooo.
The SHFG holiday reception was earlier this month and it turned into a wonderful time, despite the cruddy weather. It also reinforced a feeling I've been having regarding those of the academic field of history. They don't much care for those of us who aren't 1/ PhDs and 2/Non university professors. I don't understand this and it makes me want to be snotty back to them--I'm bigger than that so I won't be.
I've had this feeling particularly since taking the latest class from a professor (who still shall remain nameless) who has made it very clear that I am an idiot, biased and can not be objective simply because of my employer. Um, jeez, lady, that sounds like you're saying that because I work for a particular company I don't have the freedom to come to my own conclusions--wow--she's wrong but what's worse is that she's in the same boat because she's not tenured yet.
This particular PhD will never find my name on her rolls again and I will quit the program if the make her my thesis adviser. After a class with her telling the entire room her 'theories' on topics where I'm considered the SME (subject matter expert) for my company (her ideas were wrong by the way), I knew I was in trouble. If I get a B in the class I will never say a bad word about her again.
Anyway, I digress. I don't know if I'm getting a bit 'full' of myself or if I'm actually starting to gain a bit of a good reputation at work, but it seems as though I'm being handed more and more high level responsibilities as compared to a couple of the others in the office. I just hope I live up to the expectations.
And, I'm sorry.... back to the issue of PhDs and their ideas regarding those of us non-academics, as someone once said, "Can't we all just get along?"
~Cheers
Christmas Truce, 1914
15 hours ago
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