all work and no play...
Reading skimming investigating to establish 2 topics for papers and pin down a dissertation topic enough so I can write an abstract which I can shuffle around to find a suitable advisor, practicing meticulous lines of Devanagari script, debating whether or not I really want to spend my weekends studying American government and policy, looking at my resume and wondering how to make 'broke last job contract' sound like a positive thing, wondering how to re-start the job search engine when it doesn't really matter what one does as long as one doesn't sell her soul, imagining what a permanent life back in the States would be like, and in those rare spare moments, drifting in desire for someone who is 10K miles away.
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Me?
Wanna work with me? Apparently I've sold my soul, but it doesn't feel like it. It's really hard to look when you're over there. When are you supposed to come back? That just doesn't seem right. Stay there. Or come here.
I've gotten over the 'going corporate' = 'selling your soul'; you have to make a living, right? I meant jobs where you're constantly confronted with the ethical ramifications of your decisions - accounting, oil, pharmaceuticals, defense, etc.
Yeah! I'd be kissing your butt and bowing obeisance for a job except for those 6-month rotations!
how about working for my little organization. keeps you busy, no set in stone structor,lotsa ethical issues but not the life or death kind. plus " i am HR ". or would it be wrong if i want you to work here for purely personal reasons?
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