This story has nothing to do with my post-doctorate life except that it explains my decision not to date until degree completion.
Last fall I returned home from a 2-month trip to Italy, Greece, and Turkey. I had one year left on my doctorate in which I was to focus on my dissertation and comprehensive exams so I could get the f--- out of school. So, I decided that single life was the life I would lead. Boys distract. Two days after I announced this decision to friends, I met someone- we will call him DB for the sake of this story.
DB and I met and he seemed nice. We had quite a bit of fun together despite his love of a "midwest" university that I think is highly overrated and totes lame. After about a month, however, it was obvious our little relationship wasn't going to work. So, I told him we should meet up for a little chat. DB did not respond to this request. After awhile I resorted to a Facebook message stating we should at least "do this in person since we will still have to work together this year." Still no response. I decided to go about my business because I had more important things to do, and I had a big concert coming up.
The next day I was getting ready to leave for the concert hall. I checked Facebook one last time, because let's face it, I'm addicted to Facebook and I can't even go to a concert without checking the latest updates- this was pre-iphone for me (I shudder to think of life back then). Anyway, I finally got a response from DB an hour before my concert. Long story short, he broke up with me via Facebook message. A 32 year old broke up with me on Facebook. What a douche bag.
I informed my roommate of the incident.
Her response was succinct and acute. "Douche bag. Facebook is the new Post-it."
Following DB's douchebaggary, I realized I should have stuck with my original decision to remain single for the academic year. The good news is, post-doctorate dating is just as eventful. Hilarity has ensued.
Watch Sex and the City Season 6, "The Post-it Always Sticks Twice" if you don't get the Post-it reference.
Last fall I returned home from a 2-month trip to Italy, Greece, and Turkey. I had one year left on my doctorate in which I was to focus on my dissertation and comprehensive exams so I could get the f--- out of school. So, I decided that single life was the life I would lead. Boys distract. Two days after I announced this decision to friends, I met someone- we will call him DB for the sake of this story.
DB and I met and he seemed nice. We had quite a bit of fun together despite his love of a "midwest" university that I think is highly overrated and totes lame. After about a month, however, it was obvious our little relationship wasn't going to work. So, I told him we should meet up for a little chat. DB did not respond to this request. After awhile I resorted to a Facebook message stating we should at least "do this in person since we will still have to work together this year." Still no response. I decided to go about my business because I had more important things to do, and I had a big concert coming up.
The next day I was getting ready to leave for the concert hall. I checked Facebook one last time, because let's face it, I'm addicted to Facebook and I can't even go to a concert without checking the latest updates- this was pre-iphone for me (I shudder to think of life back then). Anyway, I finally got a response from DB an hour before my concert. Long story short, he broke up with me via Facebook message. A 32 year old broke up with me on Facebook. What a douche bag.
I informed my roommate of the incident.
Her response was succinct and acute. "Douche bag. Facebook is the new Post-it."
Following DB's douchebaggary, I realized I should have stuck with my original decision to remain single for the academic year. The good news is, post-doctorate dating is just as eventful. Hilarity has ensued.
Watch Sex and the City Season 6, "The Post-it Always Sticks Twice" if you don't get the Post-it reference.
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