Move Bitch, Get Outta The Way
I was on my way back home from the lab when, at the Kendall T station, some old geezer I remember seeing around campus started talking to me, seeing as how we were the only people on the platform. He started asking all these questions about my education/career and, since I didn't want to be rude, I answered them but didn't ask anything about him. He then said I was "stupid" and "boneheaded" for not trying to get a job through networking with my professors, but I let it slide because hanging around scientists all the time I've learned that they constantly try to put you down and make you feel like half the twit you really are. Anyway, the dude got off the Charles MGH stop with me, and for a moment there I thought he was following me. But luckily we parted ways after a block. Turns out he's some hot-shot professor emeritus with appointments at Harvard, MIT, MGH, Mass Eye & Ear, and several institutions in China. Still, the guy was incredibly annoying, and if he comes over again to bother me again I'll make it clear I don't want to talk to him. I know I should try to be more open and social and friendly and whatnot, but really, I shouldn't have to be polite with people who insult me.