just another saturday afternoon at the bitch club
I just spent the last two hours talking with a good friend at Starbucks about how I’m in the process of getting screwed out of another two papers that I’ve done work for. Why am I asked to do work for a research “publication” if 1) there’s no intention of ever publishing it or 2) someone else is also asked to do the same thing? Is it because I have so much time on my hands that running through this work would be a good exercise for me?
Forgive me if I’m through with this bullshit. Once maybe. That period of time when I could get used, abused and shit on was called graduate school. I don’t do that anymore. Now only medical people can use, abuse and shit on me. In case you haven’t noticed, I am in medical school and about to start residency. Most people would consider that to be a pretty busy time. Don’t get me wrong though, I love to still do research. But I have limited time and other viable options on the table so if you are going to have me drop my other publishable work to do something for you, don’t waste my time.
I will say that I am getting better at handling these situations. This time around I have been very accepting–not surprised at all. I don’t put anything past anyone anymore. But, I do operate on a “one strike and you’re out” basis in regards to research. My time is too valuable to be wasted on intellectual wild goose chases. Instead, my time is better spent figuring out how to salvage my piss-soaked $10 bill.