I am trying to figure out what would give a kid the idea that all scientists are depressed and busy.
CSI and shows of that ilk?
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I am trying to figure out what would give a kid the idea that all scientists are depressed and busy.
CSI and shows of that ilk?
Does this even make any sense? I am trying to figure out what would give a kid the idea that all scientists are depressed and busy.
This might be the answer if kids were asked about any professional.
I mean, "kids say the darndest things!" but that doesn't mean they're not going to choose a real job when they grow up, or major in something substantive by the time they get to college. I didn't have any reason to be a lawyer rather than a rock star when I was a teen.
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the above is a good link to a cholesteral article from Eating Well magazine.
it seems I am organic rasberry yogurt. there are worse things in the world.
CSI and shows of that ilk?
They're not depressed on CSI. Not notably. In fact, if I were drawing my scientist conclusions from CSI, I'd totally want to be one, because they're kinda pretty. And have hot co-workers.
Scientists got to stay up really late and play with really big telescopes and read studious looking books, afaik when I was 11. But my dad's field is pretty accessible from a child's standpoint. I got to go to work with him a lot. And play with the cool orbs.
Oh! And drink hot chocolate.
My co-worker just made eye contact with me while she was picking her nose. I may never...ack...I'm traumatised.
My dad worked at the local nuclear power plant, and we were able to take the tour on Family Picnic days, so I had a pretty positive opinion about scientists (they let us maneuver some of the pick-up equipment from the outside room using remote hand clasping thingies that were so damn cool to an eight-year-old). Also, some of his buddies from work were aging hippies who played Cheech and Chong records (Sister Mary Elephant was a particular fave) when we came over to hang with their families, so they weren't depressed off the clock, to my childish eyes.
Now her fingers are in her mouth. Don't people know when they're not home????