This is a funny story but for non-academics I may have to explain why it's funny:
I'm taking a fitness class at the university rec center. Coincidentally, a fifth year grad student in my research group is taking the same class.
Just before class yesterday, she and I were doing some warmup stretches and discussing how funny it is to still get crystal axis directions confused even after working with alternative crystal orientations of a hexagonal wurtzite crystal structure for years. (Blah blah blah, technical lingo, etc.)
A younger girl warming up nearby overheard our conversation and commented, "You two must be in the same major!"
HA! Undergrads!
Why this is funny:
Graduate students and post-docs refer to their field by "department," and if you want to get more specific than that you refer to "whose research group are you in."
I haven't referred to my field of study as my "major" since my undergrad days. For some of us that's a long time ago, and talking about majors just sounds silly and childish, like wearing a backpack, taking classes, or caring what your parents think about your life choices.
I'm taking a fitness class at the university rec center. Coincidentally, a fifth year grad student in my research group is taking the same class.
Just before class yesterday, she and I were doing some warmup stretches and discussing how funny it is to still get crystal axis directions confused even after working with alternative crystal orientations of a hexagonal wurtzite crystal structure for years. (Blah blah blah, technical lingo, etc.)
A younger girl warming up nearby overheard our conversation and commented, "You two must be in the same major!"
HA! Undergrads!
Why this is funny:
Graduate students and post-docs refer to their field by "department," and if you want to get more specific than that you refer to "whose research group are you in."
I haven't referred to my field of study as my "major" since my undergrad days. For some of us that's a long time ago, and talking about majors just sounds silly and childish, like wearing a backpack, taking classes, or caring what your parents think about your life choices.
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