My Dad regularly asks when I'm going to get a 'real' job. Apparently doing a PhD doesn't count.
I decided I should make my case by describing my standard week.
Monday morning arrives. First things first : are my cells alive meaning I can actually do experiments this week....
Hell yeah they are!
But after three days of waiting for an experiment to come to completion the results show nothing.
Spend the next day trying to figure out what went wrong, while looking like you know something about science.
This fails. So you start asking around for any thoughts or suggestions as to why the experiment went inexplicably wrong.
Then, suddenly, a moment of clarity.
When something finally works.
The end of the week arrives and it's going to be a loooooong Friday doing dissection. By the end of it I'm just like
I reckon going through that week on week for 3 years qualifies as work, even if not a 'real' job.
It's tough, but all the office cake definitely helps!
P.S. I hope you enjoyed my first ever gif post. Inspiration from Nadine at Back East Blonde
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YES! I love GIFs. Love them. And I almost used that last Emma Stone one in my post today! So funny. Nice job. I hope your cells were alive today!
ReplyDeleteOoh hello smarty pants doing a PhD, my mum doesn't even seem to think that my degree is anything serious..THANKS MUM.
ReplyDeleteThis made me giggle lots! xo
Thanks for reading my post! It's my first gif post so glad you liked it :)
Deletehaha maybe one day our parents will appreciate our efforts!
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