Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Taking your clothes off for money is not "dancing," hon.
Seriously. If i had a nickel for everytime i heard some stripper describe herself as a "dancer" i'd have at least $50. "Exotic dancer" maybe, but without the modifier she is implying a whole different profession. "Dancing" implies using skill and a formal education to execute well-choreographed moves for the intention of executing well-choreographed moves that dont typically involve a pole and a bunch of seedy businessmen in tacky suits ogling you. Not that swinging upside down from a pole and waxing your butthole doesnt require skill--i mean sheesh, my hat goes off to any girl that can give a great "peek-a-boo-hello" through her crotch while balancing on 8 inch heels. But its really not "dancing."Dancing is what happens BEFORE clothes come off. I'd give a stripper more credit if she called herself an exotic gymnast. Gymnasts spin around and use poles but i guess they do have painfully small tits and usually their clothes stay on so maybe that doesnt fit either. Let's just calling strippin' what it is--strippin'. Its not derogatory, hon. Hell, non-scruffy strippers probably make more money in one night than the prima ballerina does during the whole Nutcracker season. So stop "dancing" and STRIP with pride.
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Working hard or hardly working
I'm surrounded by douchebags. Seriously, graduate students are some of the most annoying creatures on the planet. That is other graduate students than myself; specifically those involved in the molecular biologies. Faculty and post-docs are just fine; technicians and other assorted scientists are no bother, but i find that i want to gouge my ears out when i talk with most other graduate students. Everytime i talk to them, its the same. They must tell me how excruciatingly hard they are working. "I worked until 3am today; i ran 300 gels yesterday; i did 450 meaningless bullshit experiments this morning." They wear it like a badge of honor that says "because i say i work hard, i must be a real scientist and deserve to be here." I even overheard one girl complaining about taking classes because she cant wait until they're done so she can "spend more time at the bench" (nerd scientist terminology for running experiments). First of all, you want classes to be over because you want to do less fucking work and not have to study. Second, if you have to BRAG about how hard you are working, then you probably arent working very hard at all. After a rough day of actually doing work, the last thing i do when i'm away from it is want to revisit the gory details. If work = hard and free-time = fun, the last thing i want to do is make my fun free time= talk about work which = i suck. Secondly, why the fuck does anyone have to work until 3am? That just tells me you are inefficient at what you do. And by bragging about the hours you log, you're basically telling me you are a crappy scientist that doesnt really know how to do your job.
If you're a grad student and want to brag to your boss about how much effort you are putting in, more power to you. But i dont know your boss and i'm not gonna pass along the information so spare me the bullshit details on how you waste your life. So i'll work at my own pace and be home by 6 and talk about my fucking dog during my free-time and lets see who gets their PhD first and who's a much more interesting person and better scientist. Because i'm pretty sure its gonna be me. Douche-bags.
If you're a grad student and want to brag to your boss about how much effort you are putting in, more power to you. But i dont know your boss and i'm not gonna pass along the information so spare me the bullshit details on how you waste your life. So i'll work at my own pace and be home by 6 and talk about my fucking dog during my free-time and lets see who gets their PhD first and who's a much more interesting person and better scientist. Because i'm pretty sure its gonna be me. Douche-bags.
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