Things that make you go ugh
So I am a Liberal Arts Woman to the very soul of my being. My two greatest loves in life are history and literature, followed by cultural anthropology and religious studies. When you decide to invest your life in the liberal arts you go into it knowing a few things:
-you will probably become a teacher.
-only .000001% of your fellow majors become rich.
-"Student Loan Debt" becomes your default answer to everything.
-Temp agencies and retail jobs are your friends.
-In many academic liberal arts fields a BA= A High School Diploma, a MA= a BA, One PhD= One Master's.
-You can't get no respect.
So, today, at lunch this woman sat down talking about how great her granddaughter is b/c she's just now starting graduate school and she has 6 hours of school work and 6 hours of hw a day and she works, but her job pays her a lot and takes her around the world and blah blah blah. Personally, I'd like to see her read and anaylze three 300+ page books in a week, but whatever.
One of my work friends nudges me and says, "See, you went into the wrong major."
Co-worker no 2 says, "Yeah, you know history doesn't pay anything."
I reply, "Yes, but I love it. It makes me poor, but it makes me happy."
Co-working friend says to old lady, "She has a master's in history."
Old lady says, "Well, my granddaughter's is much more difficult."
Cue me biting down really hard on my tongue b/c if I went off on an old lady my grandmother would suddenly be really angry with me and have no idea why.
I hate when people belittle the Liberal Arts. It might seem easy from the outsider's point of view, but it, like everything else, has its own difficulities. I mean, really, I would like to see her business-major granddaugher write 70 plus academic-audeince pages (and yes, the audience of your work DOES matter) on the formation of Irish-American Identitiy taking into account all sources, arguments, and varying histories by US region. Think it's so easy now, bucko? How about spending years doing nothing but translating and studying survior accounts from the Holocaust, Vietnam, Nanking, Hiroshima and Nagasaki etc etc etc. Or how about going up against Turkish government folk and being all "See, no, we have these documents that prove there was, in fact, an Armenian Genocide." No, it's not starting up a company, but it is a difficult task we willingly take on because we love it and we feel we need to. History does matter and I wish people would stop ragging on it. There's a history of everything, even business schools, and who the hell do you think does all the research on it? Historians who understand the process of starting up companies etc etc etc. And honestly where would any of us be without those poor, overworked, underpaid souls who taught us language arts in grade school? (And, you know, math, science, etc etc etc.)
In other news:
Mom came out of her procedure okay, which is a very good thing. I was nervous and twitchy and distracted all day. And I hate not being there to help her and the sis.
My AC was supposed to come out today, so I did the rapid (read, why, hello, huge almost walk-in closet)clean of my apartment and yeah, ac unit is still in my window.
Apparently there is some sort of orchard not far from where I live. I am now determined to find it.
Oh,
So, watched CSI online. Enjoyed it. It seems much better with Sara back. Could have done without the Matrix-like opener. Yay for Riley calling out Catherine in her exit interview.
Amazing Race: I am not yet liking any of the teams. The Harlem Globetrotters are probably my favorite, if only for leading old ladies around Tokyo. I dislike the poker players. It just seemed far too kitchy in my mind and not very Amazing-Race like.
Cold Case: I didn't watch last season so I'm kind of all "huh?" But I watched the episode anyway. It was decent. Not the best, not the worst.
The sudden urge to have an SGA marathon has come over me. I do not know why. I want to watch all the Lorne episodes for some odd reason. I like Lorne, though Radek is probably my favorite of the minor characters. Well, Peter was my favorite, but yeah, we all know how that ended. I must re-watch that one where Radek shows Sam a pic of his pet pigeons. The look on Sam's face in that one cracks me up every time.
Other things that crack me up every time:
Oh, The Class, we hardly knew ye.
-you will probably become a teacher.
-only .000001% of your fellow majors become rich.
-"Student Loan Debt" becomes your default answer to everything.
-Temp agencies and retail jobs are your friends.
-In many academic liberal arts fields a BA= A High School Diploma, a MA= a BA, One PhD= One Master's.
-You can't get no respect.
So, today, at lunch this woman sat down talking about how great her granddaughter is b/c she's just now starting graduate school and she has 6 hours of school work and 6 hours of hw a day and she works, but her job pays her a lot and takes her around the world and blah blah blah. Personally, I'd like to see her read and anaylze three 300+ page books in a week, but whatever.
One of my work friends nudges me and says, "See, you went into the wrong major."
Co-worker no 2 says, "Yeah, you know history doesn't pay anything."
I reply, "Yes, but I love it. It makes me poor, but it makes me happy."
Co-working friend says to old lady, "She has a master's in history."
Old lady says, "Well, my granddaughter's is much more difficult."
Cue me biting down really hard on my tongue b/c if I went off on an old lady my grandmother would suddenly be really angry with me and have no idea why.
I hate when people belittle the Liberal Arts. It might seem easy from the outsider's point of view, but it, like everything else, has its own difficulities. I mean, really, I would like to see her business-major granddaugher write 70 plus academic-audeince pages (and yes, the audience of your work DOES matter) on the formation of Irish-American Identitiy taking into account all sources, arguments, and varying histories by US region. Think it's so easy now, bucko? How about spending years doing nothing but translating and studying survior accounts from the Holocaust, Vietnam, Nanking, Hiroshima and Nagasaki etc etc etc. Or how about going up against Turkish government folk and being all "See, no, we have these documents that prove there was, in fact, an Armenian Genocide." No, it's not starting up a company, but it is a difficult task we willingly take on because we love it and we feel we need to. History does matter and I wish people would stop ragging on it. There's a history of everything, even business schools, and who the hell do you think does all the research on it? Historians who understand the process of starting up companies etc etc etc. And honestly where would any of us be without those poor, overworked, underpaid souls who taught us language arts in grade school? (And, you know, math, science, etc etc etc.)
In other news:
Mom came out of her procedure okay, which is a very good thing. I was nervous and twitchy and distracted all day. And I hate not being there to help her and the sis.
My AC was supposed to come out today, so I did the rapid (read, why, hello, huge almost walk-in closet)clean of my apartment and yeah, ac unit is still in my window.
Apparently there is some sort of orchard not far from where I live. I am now determined to find it.
Oh,
So, watched CSI online. Enjoyed it. It seems much better with Sara back. Could have done without the Matrix-like opener. Yay for Riley calling out Catherine in her exit interview.
Amazing Race: I am not yet liking any of the teams. The Harlem Globetrotters are probably my favorite, if only for leading old ladies around Tokyo. I dislike the poker players. It just seemed far too kitchy in my mind and not very Amazing-Race like.
Cold Case: I didn't watch last season so I'm kind of all "huh?" But I watched the episode anyway. It was decent. Not the best, not the worst.
The sudden urge to have an SGA marathon has come over me. I do not know why. I want to watch all the Lorne episodes for some odd reason. I like Lorne, though Radek is probably my favorite of the minor characters. Well, Peter was my favorite, but yeah, we all know how that ended. I must re-watch that one where Radek shows Sam a pic of his pet pigeons. The look on Sam's face in that one cracks me up every time.
Other things that crack me up every time:
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