ragehole

Im filled with rage. I was earlier but some night relaxing helped. Bossman suddenly is interested in some phenotypes I found. I chose to look at certain genes because of work that many people did in the lab to find interesting genes. These genome wide people have trouble quitting the genome wide part and writing papers. No one is really good enough to sell purely genome wide work, so its old school. choose candidates, work them up. I have always worked on a class of genes, and then I picked candidates, with full disclosure to all, last year.

So its sticky now because some people have left the lab. The boss still works on their papers, gets authorship, etc. Today he suggests I combine some genes of interest with those of a former postdoc, whom I loved. Platonically, alas. She would hate this, I hate this. She tried to run with three candidates and only published two of them. The third is in question. Get off my GD back mofo. I pleasantly suggest that I am interested in some other gene combos. He it curt and obnoxious. I go talk to him. He flips but then we talk mostly productively for a while. Im supposed to be thickskin by now. Other than complaining about my paranoia, naivete and general ignorance, I agree to do what he says. Im not really going to pursue it unless the doc greenlights it, which she will not, because we live on Earth.

Another postdoc has not published, couldnt get a job, and now works as a super doc in another former postdocs lab. Like another one of my bosses children. Successful bullshit artist. Liar. Nice of him to give this lady a job though, we keep it all in the family. Now bossman wants me to tell them the genes Im working on. If I do this, they know they are interesting. Im sure they are interesting. This guy is what you call the cosubmission king. Reportedly sends his students out to take notes on everyones poster at conferences. Runs with garbage, but frequently gets it out first. So what do I do here. Im calling in the big guns. Im going to talk to my actual committee people for the first time since last winter. Lets see how fast I can get yelled at if they ask the boss about anything.

Sheesh. In other news, new faculty dude laughed at me today. He said we have this set of buckets but no rotor. We lost buckets some time in the last year. Funny that. Ha ha. Give me back those buckets fuckhead. No, not my place. We ordered new caps already for our older set of buckets. I already walked around all the buildings looking for the GD things. Thanks new faculty lying bitch. Rumors I heard about you from your last institution seem to be getting validated. As a side note my boss secretly replaced a committee member with him for another grad student in my lab. I mean he changed her committee without her. Fuckheads all of them. I blame everyone who lets a powerful rich cockface get away with this kind of business. I really do. I will remind my girlfriend that she is involved with a kamikaze motherfucker.

Ever see Mosquito Coast? It doesnt have to be like that.