I agree with you: in my view a PhD is taking a topic you love and POUNDING IT INTO THE GROUND.
My husband was in Genetics back in the day, it was more cooking (with radiation and mutagens) than anything else. He is so not a cook. And he's nervous about public speaking, so his oral exams were incredibly stressful. And his professor was kindly but distant, so my husband did a lot of flailing about which experiments to do. And then said professor decided to move across the country, to a very small island. Finally ended up that my husband dropped out with a consolation Master's, paid back the loan from an inheritance, and had a lot more fun as a computer programmer. He was lucky!
Later, I went to talk about a PhD to one of my favorite professors in my master's program who warned me about the stress and told me that about 80% of their married students got divorced during the process. I decided that stress was Not For Me.
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Date: 2013-01-22 05:09 pm (UTC)My husband was in Genetics back in the day, it was more cooking (with radiation and mutagens) than anything else. He is so not a cook. And he's nervous about public speaking, so his oral exams were incredibly stressful. And his professor was kindly but distant, so my husband did a lot of flailing about which experiments to do. And then said professor decided to move across the country, to a very small island. Finally ended up that my husband dropped out with a consolation Master's, paid back the loan from an inheritance, and had a lot more fun as a computer programmer. He was lucky!
Later, I went to talk about a PhD to one of my favorite professors in my master's program who warned me about the stress and told me that about 80% of their married students got divorced during the process. I decided that stress was Not For Me.