The Most Deadly Game
Job hunting has officially begun...I send off an application for a post-doc at Columbia Univ. next week, which is certain to be but one of many that I end up coughing up as I limp my way to the finish line. I got the last of my letters of reccomendation together today.
I say that job hunting is the most dangerous game, considering that one must not only present oneself, but also the person that the employer wants to see. I'd like to think that I'm the candidate that any department would drool heaping gobs of cash just to interview, but that would be the bare remnants of my ego attempting to save me from liver abuse.
Looking back at my CV, I seem to have done an incredible amount of stuff. Attached to each accomplishment however is a serious amount of bitter knowledge, and lessons hard learned. Am I the same person who entered grad school? Or am I simply some shadow that wears his skin?