A colleague came to yell at me in my office today. She delivered a long and passionate rant that went something like the following:
What are you doing here? Are you crazy? You are wasting your life on this place. Your parents need to be telling you this but since they are not, I will speak as your mother: you need to leave. This university does not deserve you. We don’t deserve you. This stupid state doesn’t deserve you. You can have much broader horizons, you could be making a much greater impact, you could be making so much more money, you could be spending your life with really interesting, brilliant people, and not these idiots you meet around here.
Look, I’m going to be 70 soon. And as I look back on my life, I feel enormous regret. I have frittered my life away, I have wasted it on this place. As I’m getting older, I’m thinking about end-of-life issues, I’m thinking about death. Don’t make the same mistakes as I did. You are an intellectual of the first order, you are a high-powered research scholar, what are you doing here? What? You need to leave. I love having you here but you need to go. Go on the job market, leave this place that is in a permanent crisis mode. I’ve been here for a quarter of a century, and there has barely been a year when we were not on the brink of extinction. This shit is not getting better. It’s getting worse.
If I had anything like your talent and potential, I would never make this enormous mistake of staying here. Leave!
I’m now quite shaken up by the whole thing.

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