mein own typical work day,wasted
academia is the way.you work from home (you live on campus sometimes).you have no deadlines.every time someone stops you in the corridor (on the rare occasions you go into work) you act distracted and mumble about anticlines or Kierkegaard or lepton displacement or some crap.Every six months or so you get something published that enrages the retired academics who subscribe due to it being cobbled together,felched from out-of-context quotes or copied from an episode of Hollyoakes.You give fewer lectures and act more doddery as time passes and you might even bring out a book full of felched quotes and navel-gazing speculation.Eventually you retire on a comfortable pension,take out a subscription to the publications you once wrote for and get enraged by the half-witted ideas of young academics who have cobbled something together out of felched quotes and speculation.
(Fuckpig "That's not even a pound a midget.", Mon 12 Jan 2009, 0:44, 3 replies)

Felched quotes?
Now that's passion for your field.
(wellgroomedwookiee is a filthy-minded hobgoblin, Tue 13 Jan 2009, 16:33, closed)

That's my plan :)
Though I wish it was easier to get tenure, I've heard that's when the real fun begins...
(xanthine, Wed 14 Jan 2009, 4:56, closed)

Filched...
surely?
(Boar is dreaming of get rich quick schemes..., Wed 14 Jan 2009, 10:46, closed)