There's something about PhDs that really, really bugs me. Not the older ones, but the people that graduated recently. They step into their new classrooms with this air about them that their work has contributed to the tomes of eternity, and they will always be remembered for their outstanding achievements.

But guess what. No one actually cares about your dissertation concerning the basket weaving practices of ancient Mesopotamians, or the proliferation of split infinitives in the writing of [obscure author] from the 17th century. These are the same people that hike to Tintern Abbey carrying a copy of Wordsworth's poem in hope of feeling 'deep' for a few minutes.

In my opinion, the sooner they realize this, the better they become at teaching. It limits those tangential "you know what really bugs me" lectures during class. And anyone who has stepped foot inside a college classroom knows what I mean. The "I hate when people capitalize the headings of their papers" or "start a sentence with the word 'but'" lectures. Or even worse, the "[insert PhD's discipline] can explain the universe" speech.

I realize the irony in my worthless ranting about the worthless rants of PhDs, but for now I'm going to pretend my opinion is socially validated.