1. Academia Struggle


    Date: 9/26/2017, Categories: Reluctance, Author: DrMstry, Source: LushStories

    By all societal standards, Kelly is what you would call an elite. She came from an upper class family. As an undergrad, she was top of her class. She completed her PhD in science at the tender age of twenty-five, and her postdoc at thirty. She had an impressive publication record, and was teaching classes at a reputable Canadian university. The only problem was that she was not tenure-track, and she would likely never get a tenured position. More than half of all Canadian undergraduates are now taught by contract faculty. Almost all of them have an impressive academic track record, and are overqualified, overworked, underpaid, and undervalued. They have no job security, and are all working to simply make ends meet, in the hope of scoring a permanent faculty position, which, sadly, only a handful will ever be offered. Kelly was one of these candidates. It had been three years since she started teaching at the university. She was in charge of planning, organizing, and teaching four courses at the meager salary of a little more than $21,000 a year, just enough to survive. However, with only a month notice, the faculty decided to cut one of her courses from the curriculum. Not only would she have wasted all of the time she had put into preparing the course, for which she was not remunerated, but her financial security was now in imminent jeopardy as well. So, she sought a meeting with the dean of her faculty, in the hope of reinstating the class. She had seen Dean Lewis giving ...
    speeches to the entire faculty on numerous occasions, but she had never spoken to him directly. He was a tall, Caucasian, married man in his late fifties. He was charming, and presented somewhat of an imposing figure, which was rather fitting for his job. So, she sought a meeting with the Dean. Surprisingly, it only took an email to schedule the appointment, which was to take place the coming Friday afternoon at 4:30pm. Kelly arrived fifteen minutes early to the meeting on Friday, and waited outside the Dean’s office, as instructed by the secretary. The waiting room was rather business-like. It had a white-tile floor, white walls, and rows of fluorescent lights that gave the room a very cold atmosphere. By 5:30pm, everybody had left the office, except for Kelly, who was still waiting. She was beginning to get frustrated, but she was determined to speak to the Dean. Finally, the Dean opened the door to his office, and without uttering a word, simply gestured with his hand to Kelly to follow her. ‘What a douche,’ thought Kelly. As she walked into the Dean’s office, it was as if she had entered another world. The room was warmly lit from the lamps by the wall. The floor was carpeted, and the walls were paneled in wood. The furniture, library, and desk were all made of polished wood of dark mahogany color. The Dean made his way to his desk, and motioned for Kelly to close the door and sit on the chair opposite him. “You came to ask me to reinstate the class that was just cancelled. ...
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