I was walking around the building with the professor I’m doing rotations with this quarter, and we ran into (who I now know is) one of the secretaries in our business office.
Secretary: Hi! *pauses awkwardly* …Is this…?
Me: ?
Prof: *long confused pause, then realization* …my WIFE?!
Secretary: *nods*
Prof: *laughing* No, this is my first roton!
Secretary: Oh, I’m sorry! I just remember someone saying your wife was younger than you, so…
Real thoughts about grad school to come later, you know, when I’m not actually busy with grad school.
I like the word “roton.” It sounds all scientific ‘n stuff.
Good for him, why be a professor if you can’t date grad school aged students! Or undergrads as the situation calls for it.~Rhaco
The secretary thought you were the prof’s young hottie. That should be an ego boost for a few days.
Pretty sure old farts “dating” students is skeezy at best and also pretty sure Jen’s ego gets no boost from being thought of as a profs young hottie…but I could be wrong…as usual.
I should clarify that this professor is fairly young, so it’s not totally implausible :P
You could be right too, but I think on some level we all like to be though of as young hotties, even if we generally prefer to be judged for our brains.
All I’ve got are my looks and my snails-pace wit which is only impressive when I’ve got the Internet providing me with a time buffer for my responses. So, yeah, being a young hottie would be nice. If only. =P
So, we’re going to see real thoughts about grad school when you’re done with grad school? =P
So, does this mean Jen could pass as a trophy wife?*prepares to duck*
I keep telling my family the same thing. Grad school kicks my ass WAY more than undergrad did.