Here's the deal: I am working on my PhD (doctor of philosophy) in Biomedical Sciences, with an emphasis in Molecular and Cell Biology.
I work for "Dr. Kevorkian" first(2). I learned an incredible amount from that experience. This professor taught me how to manage my time and how to be passionate about research. BUT!! Because I truly (as he/she/it stated it) was not "truly committed" to WSU's PhD BMS program, I could not be as productive in that lab as I truly should have been.
The next lab through which I rotated(3) was one in which I was not remotely interested, and therefore did not exert much effort. Sadly this rotation was in the CHAIR OF THE DEPARTMENT'S LAB(4).
I was referred to a TENURED(5) professor, in who's lab I thought I had found a home. Clearly. Not. After almost a year of back-breaking work, and a few figures shy of a publication(6), I "had improved greatly(7), but still had some shortcomings." Not to mention the lack of money. Being the optimist, instead of despairing over the fact that I am now in my second year of a PhD program and now find myself without a mentor, I decide to go to Macy's and buy myself a pair of patent leather hot pink, peek-toe BCBG stilletos. Fabulous.
SO!! After a weekend of shopping, new shoes (I have a total of FIVE NEW PAIRS), wine, talking with friends, and sleep, I now find myself tired of (8) getting screwed.
At some point this evening(9) I began to think that maybe the problem really is me. Maybe I don't really have "it"(10). Maybe there is something wrong with me(11). Maybe I just don't have it IN me to work THAT hard. ???? Maybe I should just relegate myself to teaching at a community college. That IS teaching(12), and maybe that would be fulfilling...(13). But, I KNOW I was meant for more. MORE. I HAVE HOPE THAT THIS IS NOT IT!!!
And then I saw this, courtesy of Facebook:
I AM a Manolo. I am sleek. I am sophisticated. I am classic. I "deserve" to wear these shoes.As I am planning for my beautiful shoe-filled future, I decide to look at potential jobs, and ran across this one:

Then, suddenly, I had HOPE!!!
I CAN walk into a classroom where I, SISSA STONE, am THE professor. I will mentor MY OWN graduate students. I WILL teach undergraduates to love the science that enraptured me early in my career. I WILL HAVE A CAREER!!!
Newly motivated, I struck a deal with Matt. I graduate with a PhD = I get to pick a pair of Manolos. And HE pays for them. Yessssssssssssssssss.
After shaking hands, I IMMEDIATELY went online to see how much they cost.

Annnnnddddddddddddd. $715 later........... Yeah. I want shoes that cost as much as our monthly mortgage payment. Sad? Yes. But motivating? DEFINTELY!!! Can you see the beautiful satin and jewels? My husdand's first question(14) was if the jewels were in fact diamonds. Which in his mind is the ONLY WAY IN GOD'S GREEN EARTH THAT SHOES--FREAKING SHOES--COULD COST OVER TWENTY DOLLARS.
Never in our six years together have I EVER claimed to be "cheap" or "inexpensive."
Despite the fact that those shoes are GORGEOUS, I find it slightly sad that I need more motivation than an academic degree to work hard(15) for the next two-three years.
Hmmm... Maybe I am more like Obama's supporters than I thought...
Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!
************FOOTNOTES************
(1)A student "rotates" through labs similar to the way in which one "tastes" wines. The proper technique is to #1: Remain aloof to a particular wine. #2: Sniff and swirl the flavors together, noting what rises from the bottom. #3: Taste (do not gulp, swig, or chug)... taste, sample, test. Taste, test, sample. Repeat. #4: Make an "up" or "down" decision on the initial taste, the taste in your mouth, and the after-taste of that particular wine. #5: Recall tastes of all different wines before committing. #6: Commit.
(2)Not really Dr. Kevorkian... because.. EWW!!! GROSS! But my friends could never pronounce the professor's name, so he/she/it became known as "Dr. Kevorkian." And also because that's when my heart died!!
(3)How Sissa "Rotates" (i.e. tastes wine): #1: Look at label. #2: Become enthralled by fancy colors and promises of good taste. #3: Fall in love. #4: Tell WineMaker that you are in love and want to buy cases of THIS wine for the next 500 years. #5: Learn a little bit more about wine-making process. #6: Don't like/agree with a particular portion of the wine-making process. #4: Bottle it up. (HAAAAAAAA!!!!!!! No pun intended!!!!) #5: Realize that wine-making problem affects the taste of the 500 cases of wine have purchased. #6: Start to rethink decision, but have already made such a committment that feel like an idiot. #7: Starts trying to implement new wine-making techniques as has experience and wants to be successful. #8: Wine-maker who has MORE experience accepts, but does not like new ideas. #9: Wine-maker decides not to like Sissa. #10: Wine-maker and Sissa realize the problem. #11: Sissa tried to ignor problem because that's what good people do, right? #12: Wine-maker drops Sissa. #13: Sissa is left without wine. #14: Sissa is sad.
(4) I suck.
(5) Can't be fired.
(6) If only someone would believe my data!!!
(7) I didn't take any breaks, vacations, nor did I get sick enough to land me in the hospital.
(8) Given the opportunity, I could sleep for DAYS!
(9) While I was watching the "When was the last time you took your daughter to the aquarium... on a Tuesday" VISA commercial... which is actually quite psychadelic after a few glasses of wine.
(10) If you ever figure out what this is, PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY, let me know!! Because, apparently, I NEED it.
(11) Hahaha. I make that joke too. I know. I know. JUST LIKE YOU, I'm still trying to figure out what is wrong with ME!!!!!!
(12) I LOVE TEACHING!!!!!!
(13) Despite the fact that it is HIGHLY unlikely.
(14) After asking if he can "get out" of this "deal."
(15) Working Hard = 10-12 hour days, 6 days a week.




