I had two nice events happen at work that have gone a long way to smoothing over a budding inferiority complex.
I’m a new guy where I work, hired from the outside four months ago. I work with a lot of smart people; half of them have PhDs, and I have only 2 Bachelors.
Yesterday, I was invited to watch a demonstration of something I have little knowledge of. The guy who invited me stuck his head in my office, and asked “Dr. Bob, would you like to see a demonstration?” The Dr. Bob was the ego stroke, because one of two things happened:
1. He knows I have ambitions for a PhD, and I want to be addressed as 'Dr. Bob!
Dr.Bob!' when it happens (for all you youngins, Dr. Bob! Dr. Bob! is a
*Muppet Show* joke)
-or-
2. He considers me brainy enough to think I have a PhD already.
Either possibility is fine with me.
The second event happened today. One of the people intimately involved in hiring me told me that I got the offer because out of 100 resumes submitted, I made the cut to the top five based on my skills and experience. Woohoo! What I wouldn’t give for a recording of that to send back to the SOB that laid me off last May.
Getting up tomorrow morning will come a little easier now.