We have a program that is run by a professor who is notorious for having the most terrible temper. He’s a very recalcitrant, intransigent person, feared and hated on campus. People have to be assigned to teach in his interdisciplinary program against their will.
I approached him to request to be assigned to his program. The guy was very confused. But I don’t care about his pissy temper. I crave something different. I’m already signed up for International Studies, and now I’m farming myself out into this interdisciplinary thing. I don’t see any future in my department, unfortunately. And I’d rather choose my future (yes, the neoliberal way) than passively await its arrival. That I managed to stave off the inevitable by six years is already a miracle.
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