If you have a job where at the end of the day you know whether you’ve done a good or a bad job, I am envious of you today.
Today was a day that just didn’t quite work. The lecture I was planning didn't really come together the way I hoped. The students were confused, then I was confused, then the students got more confused. I slightly recovered in the lab practical but I don’t think any of us left the room thinking that we understood anything better than when we went in.
From there I went over to my other uni to work on comments for the paper I have to resubmit this week. Some of them made sense but most of them just made me question what it was I was trying to do in the first place with the paper. It’s been accepted so it only needs a few more changes for it to get published, but as it stands even I won’t really understand what I’ve found in it if/when it does get published. There’s no neat and clean story in the data (which is how science often works I’m afraid) so every little choice that I make changes the meaning dramatically. The reviewers comments tell me somethings I can “try” if I’d like and I’m not really sure how to ask my supervisor whatever questions I could ask to clear the mess up.
So yeah, one of those kind of days.
I used to be a chef, I cooked the food, people ate the food, if none of them died while they were still in the restaurant then I’d done my job well. Days like today I kinda miss that work.
Actually no, those were fucking hideous days. At least I don’t have to empty the grease traps at 5am anymore.
