Never met 'em, but shared their germs...
My supervisor has small children. Or a small child (I've never actually asked. At any rate there is at least one small child...)

This, of course, means that every Tuesday morning, I have a meeting with her and get a dose of the latest strain of common cold or influenza that is doing the rounds of the primary schools. My supervisor seems to be under the weather every other week; fortunately I've only succumbed to one of them so far. I swear by the time I finish I'm going to have an amazing immune system...

I was also reliably informed that said supervisor gave birth under hypnosis. (Presumably just the birthing stage and none of the processes that led up to that...*) As a result, she has apparently learnt how to hypnotise people. I don't know whether I should be worried or not...

EDIT: She's been away for the last couple of weeks. At our last meeting I was told "I'm going to an EGU conference next week...oh, and the week after that I'm in Disneyland."

Interesting contrast. If you need me, I'll be in that other great academic environment known as "the pub."

*_{Oh dear. That's not an image I wanted...}
(LongJohnBaldry, Mon 21 Apr 2008, 13:56, 5 replies)

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You have a meeting with your supervisor every week? FFS! What're you doing? Working? Stop it now!
( Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Mon 21 Apr 2008, 13:57, closed)

^
Working? Well, no. I'm currently in the cycle which basically involves farting around (particularly on here) between Tuesday afternoon and Sunday night, then coming in on Monday and cobbling together a great big collection of graphs which look like they mean something, possibly with a little spiel on what I think they mean, in time for Tuesday morning.
(LongJohnBaldry, Mon 21 Apr 2008, 14:00, closed)

Phew!
I used to see my sup. a couple of times a year... for a supervision meeting, that is. I'd see him in the pub much more often.


(Hmmm... I wonder what happened to the 2 people whose PhDs I'm supposed to be supervising...)
( Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Mon 21 Apr 2008, 14:03, closed)

my supervisor
plagiarised my work, published it as his own, bullied me, told me if I didn't like it I could leave and he'd make sure I never worked in that field again, and misappropriated the £13,000 of money I brought in...

We don't keep in touch.
( crackhouseceilidhband Fuck off back to Mumsnet, Mon 21 Apr 2008, 18:22, closed)

Christ on a unicycle...
...catching the odd cold off my supervisor via her kids kind of pales in comparison, doesn't it?
(LongJohnBaldry, Mon 21 Apr 2008, 18:26, closed)