It was quite a highlight today when a woman asked how my job search was going and then said I wouldn’t have any problems if I’d just get married and have a kid because then I wouldn’t have to work. Thank you, I hadn’t thought of that. University was useless! You’ve solved the problems in my life.
“When someone works for less pay than she can live on — when, for example, she goes hungry so that you can eat more cheaply and conveniently — then she has made a great sacrifice for you, she has made you a gift of some part of her abilities, her health, and her life. The ‘working poor,’ as they are approvingly termed, are in fact the major philanthropists of our society. They neglect their own children so that the children of others will be cared for; they live in substandard housing so that other homes will be shiny and perfect; they endure privation so that inflation will be low and stock prices high. To be a member of the working poor is to be an anonymous donor, a nameless benefactor, to everyone else.”—Barbara Ehrenreich, Nickel and Dimed: On (Not) Getting By in America. (via howtobeterrell)
Part of me wants to be a vindictive villainess and wish a former flame happy birthday on Facebook. But I think I’d rather them feeling that they don’t even register on my radar anymore. And we’re still friends because I need him to see how incredible I am without him in my life.
i just realized that fucking ross geller got tenure in the field of paleontology at, like, age 30? and must’ve been hired at that tenure track position in his mid-20s? how was he so young? how old was he when he got his PhD? did he just… get a job after graduating without even doing a postdoc? is this what the 90s were like? fuck the 90s. fuck ross geller. fuck the way rachel got that coffee shop job with no experience