one of the silly reasons why being in grad school is awesome to me is that I have an office, which instantaneously makes me sound like I have my shit 1000 times more together than I actually do. I mean:
“I have to go to the office today”
“Meet me in my office”
“I left my umbrella in my office”
I am totally a professional and not at all a human disaster, y'all
Can we get a headcanon for the RFA + V and Saeran if you comfortable where MC is a professional eSports player (like, say, League of Legends), and each person meets them after they win the League of Legends Championship Series with their team and it's a super important event because that was the last time that MC is playing before retiring and moving on to finishing grad school?
That’s an awesome idea for a hc, thanks anon! For this one, I’ll do League and the LCS (not going to specify whether NA or EU). Also, I’m going to include some time beforehand. I don’t know too much about League but I know people who play, and winning the Championship Series is a huge deal, so I hope I don’t disappoint (^▽^) If I get something wrong about League or the LCS, inbox me and I’ll fix it~
doesn’t really understand why you’re gaming so often, but listens when you explain that you want to win the LCS before you retire
after that, she supports you 100%
“I wholeheartedly support your decision to leave gaming behind in pursuit of education, MC. And while you’re still gaming, why not win if you can?”
she wasn’t interested in League before, but now she looks up all the stats and schedules regularly
memorizes all the rules and champions in a week, is always up-to-date on your team’s stats
goes with you to the final match and makes a huge banner with your team’s name
“I’ll be cheering for you, MC!”
when your team wins, the smile on her face is enormous, she’s really very happy for you
comes to you and hugs you as tightly as she can, “You did it, MC! I’m so proud of you!”
It’s interesting. You don’t hear women in STEM jobs talk about this enough.
I’d like to talk about how I felt at my first job out of college. I had a Master’s degree in geography, I had just written and successfully defended my Master’s thesis, I’d presented my work at conferences. But at my first job as a GIS Specialist, I felt like I was just that cute GIS chick. Ugh!
Let me tell you how that happened…
I got hired for my first job at an engineering firm while I was still in graduate school. It was kinda like a co-op, I interned part-time while in school, then upon completing my degree, was offered a full-time job as their GIS Specialist for the entire company (which had a handful of branches around the country).
I wasn’t sure what to expect, because all I knew before that was academia, being in a geography department where there are people my age, people from different countries, races, ethnicities, and a good mix of men and women. I loved grad school, the camaraderie and support was awesome. But my first job was nothing like that. It was mostly white men. Now, there’s nothing inherently wrong with white men, of course, what matters more is how specific people treat one another professionally.
Going in, I kept an open-mind and a pleasant attitude. I was happy to help people better understand how to utilize GIS, since they had never had a full-time GIS employee. I got to learn a lot about the crossover between GIS and CAD, how engineers utilized geography (such as always use a projected coordinate system since most engineers work in State Plane), and how GIS works in the real world with environmental analysis. I did learn a lot during my time there. However at the same time, socially, I felt so miserable. At first I wasn’t sure why, this was all new to me, but I just had this nagging feeling that I was uncomfortable all the time, and it took me some time to articulate what that nagging feeling was. Eventually, I started to get it. It was this subtle feeling of experiencing sexism. Weird, right? Haven’t we moved past this already? Why the fuck am I dealing with sexism in the 21st century?
I never saw myself as the social-justice-warrior Tumblrina type, but still, this was happening! What do I do? I need a job, I want to work in my field and be treated just like any other GIS person, perhaps not even like any other GIS person, but a very competent GIS person. Anyway, here are some actual experiences I had, that I felt was sexism in the workplace.
I remember when I was working there, the way the good ‘ol boys treated me. The older engineer coming into my cubicle to supposedly ask me about this GIS toolset he heard about for his engineering project and he wanted me to explain how it worked. No problem, I’m happy to help. He took the other chair I had in my cubicle and dragged it right next to me, like 5 inches away from me to my right, and smiled at me with googley eyes while I tried to explain how I thought those GIS tools would work. This guy was a dad, married, middle-aged. And he didn’t say anything inappropriate, which is the tricky part. You can’t exactly take action when a coworker hasn’t explicitly done anything to create a hostile work environment. But it made me so uncomfortable because I could tell he wasn’t fully listening to me. You know how to make a young woman in STEM feel small? By making her aware of her gender and age while she’s trying to talk to you as another coworker.
Then, after I explained
everything he asked me about, he patted my shoulder and said “Thanks, sweetheart.” That’s when my gut-feeling was confirmed. But I was 22, this was my first job. What was I supposed to do? I didn’t quite know. This guy had worked there for many years, it was my first year. I didn’t want to make waves at my first job, especially since getting started in GIS was hard enough. Was this enough reason to talk to HR? I didn’t have much to compare this to, other than my days working as a cashier in the lumber section at Lowe’s. But being a college girl working at Lowe’s, it doesn’t come as a surprise. You just roll your eyes and look forward to the day when you don’t have to deal with that shit. But then going into the supposed “real world” and it being the same shit all over again, maybe not as overtly suggestive but the feeling is the same, you wonder how far have we really come?
I want to clarify though, it wasn’t every guy I worked with there. There were some really cool dudes that I absolutely enjoyed having as coworkers. Unfortunately none of them had any authority over my position or influence on my workload.
I felt so aware of my gender and age whenever I had to talk to some of these male coworkers. One of my male coworkers would just go into my cubicle when I wasn’t in the office, and rummage through my desk or log on to my computer without telling me. I would come into work the next day to see his username on my log-in screen, or some binder I was using missing. That didn’t happen to anyone else in the office. But that guy was very chummy with my boss, so when I came forward about those issues, my boss hardly took me seriously. I remember my boss saying to me “Well, if you REALLY want to do something about this, I can bring him in here right now and we can all have a conversation about this together. What do you think?” His tone of voice made me feel like I was being dramatic, I needed to take a chill pill, since I was making something out of nothing. Was I though? It made it so hard for me to want to talk to anybody the more this happened. I just wanted to be treated as an equal, is that so much to ask?
Over time, I became increasingly outspoken because the office hired more outspoken women who encouraged me to assert myself more, since they were doing it too. It finally started to feel like I had some allies. I started calling some of these guys out for treating me like a doormat. You know how that went? Hint: not that well. When I became more outspoken, it became “WHOA HO HO! Look at Rachel, she’s being so sassy! I like this new Rachel.” While they all surround me and laugh about my sassiness. Yes, that actually happened. I started honing in my poker face at that point.
The main thing is, and maybe you’ve figured this out by now, it seemed like from the start they looked at me like I was just some cute chick who wasn’t serious about the job and didn’t know diddly-squat about the the industry. I felt like a source of amusement to them, not an equal, and even though their words didn’t confirm it, as a woman you get a gut feeling when it’s happening. You start looking at other situations differently, and assessing the way other women work in this environment. I looked up to the few middle-aged moms who held their own there, and wondered how they did it. Maybe since they were closer in age to the management, those guys didn’t look at them the same way? Or perhaps those women just didn’t care because they didn’t have to work under them, it didn’t affect their positions.
I will also add that it wasn’t just me that felt this way. I became friends with a couple of other women who held professional roles at the company, and they felt the same way! I couldn’t believe it, for so long I thought it was all in my head. It was funny because eventually it started to feel like that movie “9 to 5″ and had us all questioning what year this was again.
Over time as we started realizing we all were going through the same frustrations, and we started having each other’s backs. There were some younger men who worked there who saw it too, that we felt were our allies. They witnessed the way these men would talk to us and it pissed them off too. One woman was getting suggestive IMs from a male engineer that was married with kids, another was having some of the men forge her signature to sign off on projects she was managing while she was out of the office for meetings. Truly astonishing how disrespectful some of these men were to us. And when we took action, they all scoffed and downplayed the issues as hard as possible to cover their asses. And of course nothing happened when we complained. So what happened? We all left.
But here’s one thing I remember thoroughly enjoying. Once us women realized what we were all going through, in meetings, we would compliment each other so all the men could hear it. Compliments on feminine things, like our fabulous shoes, a new haircut, or even just a job well done on a recent project. If we weren’t going to hear it from management, someone had to remind us we were still doing good. Because we were! No matter what they tried to tell me, I knew I was doing great. So great that I was able to get another [better] job as a researcher at a huge university, in another part of the country. I patted myself on the back for that accomplishment.
Here’s a funny tidbit–a year after I moved away for my new job, they had the gall to reach out to me asking for GIS help on a project. Apparently the employee that replaced me didn’t know how to do some GIS stuff, so they were wondering if I could call this new employee and walk them through it. I basically responded saying that I found that request inappropriate, and that I had written documentation on that project before I left. Come on.
I apologize this post wasn’t technical or about some helpful technique for using GIS. I know I haven’t done a post like that in a while, and it’s because work has been busy lately. But I also think it’s important to talk about our experiences, so that it might help someone else going through these experiences.
Not every feminist is a man-hating tumblrina; some women are feminists through their actions and their expectations of being treated just like anyone else. That’s how I like to practice feminism. If something like this ever happened to me again, I think at least this time I would notice it immediately, and call them out on it. Don’t be afraid to tell someone they’re making you uncomfortable, because you have a better chance of nipping that behavior in the bud the earlier you establish boundaries.
Hello fellow Aggie!! C/o 2006 here (and a Cepheid…
Hey there @expectedbehavior ! Small world! Ironically you’re the second ex-Cepheid person I’ve met here on tumblr since posting this artwork and that’s amazing! What a small world :) I was C/O 2003 (although I hung around for a few more years afterwords for grad school).
That’s awesome you got to chat with him as well at Dallas Fan Expo - Brian Stelfreeze is such an inspiration and has such an amazing charisma!
The piece definitely has an awesome home and I am positively thrilled with the work he did on it :D
I was feeling down so I picked an AU from this post and just kinda wrote it. I feel like it needs to be continued.
[Has to share a cab because there’s a thunderstorm ahead (and then gets stuck in ridiculous NY/LA traffic) AU]
It had to be today. Of all the days he couldn’t afford to be late, it had to be this one. Castiel huffs loudly as he raises his arm to hail a cab once more, groaning in frustration when another passes without stopping. He should have accounted for the rain when he timed his departure; he hadn’t thought of the shortage of cabs it would inevitably cause.
Cas pulls his trench coat sleeve up to look at his wristwatch; he has an hour before he’s late. Tapping his shoe impatiently to the ground, he walks forward a short ways and raises his arm again when he spots another cab coming. Thankfully, this one actually stops. Running forward and yanking the door open, he barely gets a word out when he realizes there’s someone already inside. The guy shrugs and pats the seat next to him, quirking a grin. Cas looks around for a brief moment, weighing his options, before deciding to cut his losses and get in the car.
Hey :) I'll be starting mechanical engineering in college in October. May I ask, how is it to be a woman in such a male-dominated field? Whenever I tell anyone I'm going to study engineering, I get mostly very shocked and sceptic feedback from people (even though I've always been an overachiever academically), but those are usually coming from non-engineers. Would you say that changes once you're actually in it, or should I get used to it? Thank you so much :D
So to put this in a little bit of perspective, I have some stats to share with you. For my specific university, in our college of engineering:
16% of graduates overall are female
11.3% of Mechanical and Aerospace graduates are female
Mechanical and Aerospace Engineering is made up of 1,582 students as a department, including graduate students
Put it all together and that means that there are 184 female students in the Mechanical and Aerospace program at OSU. Outside of OSU, according to the Bureau of Labor Statistics, the Aerospace workforce is made up of 13.3% females.
Those are some pretty some small numbers if you ask me.
Now, I’ve always had a driven, go-getter sort of attitude, and I’ve always loved math and science, so I’ve pretty much always been told I was going to be an engineer. Then again, that probably has something to do with the fact that Mom was an engineer as well, so I always had a strong, STEM female role model.
That being said, I was always met by someone who would ask me what I’m going to school for, then raise an eyebrow upon receiving my answer. I wish I could tell you that it gets better, but it doesn’t. It continues. It’s some strange combination of sexism and societal expectations that somehow is perpetually in place. It. Sucks.
Now, don’t lose heart. Because it may be small numbers, and we may be surrounded, but that doesn’t mean they’ve got us beat.
So every year, the senior Aerospace Engineering students at OSU are split into two teams for their senior capstone, and then compete against each other to see who has the better design. Each team functions as real-life, industry style team, complete with a Head Engineer. This Spring, we were lucky enough to have one of those Head Engineers be a female, who happens to be an Ambassador for the College, a CEAT Scholar (which means they give you money for being awesome), is on her way to Grad School in the fall, and is the first person ever to graduate at OSU with a minor in Homeland Security.
She and I have both discovered that you can’t expect the guys around you to do you any favors. At first, they sort of try to coddle you. Then, they try to take charge. Don’t let them. Be their friends, of course, or else you won’t have any. Join their study groups, be in their clubs and on their teams. Join Student Council, become president of a professional organization. Outscore them on an exam. Don’t let them perpetuate the stigma that women can’t be successful in the field, because dammit we kick ass once we get there.
Everyone in engineering school is amazing, but so are you. It doesn’t matter that what differences you may have. Sometimes you just need to make them know that.
I make it sound like I’m bitter and angry, but honestly I love my guys. My study group are my friends, and my family. There are 7 of us, and I’m the only girl. They’re my lunch crew, my football buddies, the people I go get ice cream with at 9:00 at night. They’re my people and I wouldn’t trade them for anything.
It’s kind of funny. Sometimes we’ll be studying, and I’ll be in my head, and I’ll be having a meltdown and telling myself that I can’t do it, that engineering isn’t the right place for me. But then they talk me down from my mental ledge, they remind me that I’m the one keeping study sessions on track, I’m the one who crushed that Thermo exam last week, I’m the one who is now an Ambassador for the college, who has a fancy scholarship. They’re my reality check, if that makes sense.
You’ll be surrounded by boys, there’s no doubt about that. But it’s going to be what you make of it. Put yourself out there, make yourself known. Introduce yourself to the people around you and to the professor. You’ll find the way that you’re meant to shine. I promise.
I hope that helps, and I wish you the very best of luck!
Thank you to really awesome people in this fandom who keep on top of print articles, e-articles, entertainment talk, and everything else. The fact checkers, the positive vibes squad, and everybody who contributes to making sure we’re on our game during this super hectic and exciting time.
" 'Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run" -- Bellarke
“So, you know, I broadly agree with your decision here, but I think the execution is a little lacking.”
Clarke has to smile, because it’s Bellamy, of course it’s Bellamy, sitting down on the swing next to hers, still dressed in his nicest suit.
“Yeah?” she asks.
“Full points for changing out of the dress, but I probably wouldn’t have put it on in the first place.”
Clarke pushes off, starts herself swinging slowly. “I didn’t, actually,” she says. “I was staring at it, and thinking about–everything, you know? About Finn, and Raven, and the rest of my life, and I just couldn’t. It felt like such a lie.”
“Well, lots of brides wear white even when–”
She shoves at him, laughing, and he laughs too, grinning at her. He doesn’t look even slightly angry that she made him get all dressed up for her wedding and then bailed on it.