In lab meeting today, the Japanese post-doc presented her project. She doesn't speak English very well, so she has to prepare a long time beforehand, and this was kind of sprung on her. In the course of the presentation, the boss interrupted her and told her she should have a timeline drawn out of the experiment, when she'd explained the timeline by speech. Disconcerted, she continued on, and was promptly scolded for not having a graph with cell numbers from the flow cytometry (she had the graphs with numbers later in her presentation, but at this point was too anxious to recover).
Then the office lady came in and asked her if she could meet with the speaker (it was for lunch, in a group of other students/postdocs). The boss promptly said, "No, no, that's not a good idea. She doesn't speak English very well!"
When the lady said it was a group meeting, he said that was fine.
But seriously, who does that?! Refuse a meeting for someone in front of the entire lab because he/she doesn't speak English well.... the post-doc has traveled many places by herself and is very capable of taking care of herself, but I can't help but want to smack my boss across the face for humiliating her like that.
He's such a dichotomy. He lets me read articles that he's reviewing, and seems to look out for the well-being of the lab members, and treats rudeness to others very harshly, but yet doesn't tolerate questions or mistakes and does stuff like THAT.
I never know whether to feel privileged or oppressed. If I could feel oppressed, at least then I could get through grad school with my sanity intact thanks to righteous indignation, but I have a sneaking suspician I'm an ungrateful, negative wretch.
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