Scott's MD-PhD Adventure

Friday, August 15, 2008

Aunt Ruthye's Trip

Damn my gmail address! All because I got first initial, last name in gmail beta like 6 years ago. Now I suffer where every Jewish non-relative of mine sends me their crap.

From: Aunt Ruthye's AOL address
Subject: Trip Update
Date: August 15, 2008 10:40:07 AM CDT
Hi Everyone!
We have so far travelled to the France Alps which were amazing and crossed the border into Switzerland by foot. The weather has been mixed with sun as well as rain. The towns we have stayed in have been very quaint and there are so many beautiful flowers everywhere. The scenery is so beautiful it almost seems unreal! There are 8 people in our group. Ironically one woman is from NY and is not only Jewish but keeps kosher also. So we plan to say kiddish tonight. I hope everyone is doing well. Have a good shabbat. We miss everyone.
Ruthye/ Aunt Ruthye

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Thursday, August 14, 2008

It's the most wonderful time of the year!

Yes, it's that time again. The start of the academic year. There is clearly a war going on, and every single office is doing its best to win.

Who: Indian students
Goal: To get a job
Armed with: Their résumé and and a persistent attitude
Catchphrase: "Do you have job for me?"


Who: Every single office
Goal: To not have to talk to a single Indian guy who bothers them
Armed with: A sign reading "We have NO graduate assistant positions available"
Catchphrase: "Did you read the sign?!?"

By the ubiquitous nature of the signs, the offices are winning. The Indian guys are not gonna go down without a fight though. Two have stopped me in the hallway to ask who I work for/where I work. One of them even tried to follow me. Our lab has no sign, mostly for my amusement and we're off the beaten path anyway. I've seen them studying department directories, walking around reading doors and making the "Gohhh!" Antiques on the Roadshow face/noise. Yes I've been caught in the crossfire. The not-so-deodorized crossfire. So far I've come out alive.

(Original stolen from here)