When I graduated it appeared that there were no research jobs in sight and my husband and I needed money. Then I get an e-mail that a local College is looking for a Visiting Professor. I went and interviewed. I was offered the job with a pretty kickin' salary. I was told that the job was for one year, renewable for up to five years. The only reason I wouldn't get renewed was if enrollment dropped, and we smiled laughed about that. It wasn't what I wanted to do forever, but it would get money and insurance to my husband and I through his grad career. Then I learned of their search for tenure track faculty. I assumed that, when they hired me, they had included that in their considerations when they hired me. Wrong. They ended up hiring two people to replace me. They never even gave me a notice of non-renewal. They just explained it to me one day at the very end of the semester. So, Anonymous College, you could have just told me the truth and I would have still taken the job. I hope you enjoy your old, white males who will be well over fifty when they get tenure, much less the promotion to Full Professor. There is a bit of schadenfreude in the fact that Jake (a former "advisor" from my institution) got the job there. And I'm almost certain it's not where he wants to be.
(Title: Teach Your Children, Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young)
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