Why did I go to grad school???
I keep asking myself that question, last evening my PI came to my desk, the first time I was watching Jersey Shore with a tech from the next lab (love this show) so he didn't dare come and interrupt me ;). I mean it was 5pm on a Friday he was lucky people were still in lab. Anyway he came back later and ask me what I was doing ( I was really listening to music; my desk is positioned so that you have to come right up beside me to see if I'm there or what I'm doing) I told him I was working on some stuff.
So as a favor to him last year I made a transgenic mouse and after a year of laboring over this ( it could have gotten done a long time ago but he got on my nerves a couple of times so I dragged it out) I finally have screened founders :) :) making a mouse is hard especially when it has nothing to do with my own work. But it worked!!!!!!
The things I do for my PI, I should be earning a 6 figure salary, there are post-docs in my lab who have never isolated DNA or cloned anything WTF??? 3rd year grad students (2 of them) who can't do simple RT-PCRs or set up appropriate mouse crosses yet they are TAs for a genetics course. How does this school screen it's students, I swear, it's painful being in this lab 99.999% of the time and we are supposed to be one of the top med-research school in the country.

Anyway back to the convo, I told him about the things that I completed (as requested by thesis committee) and a big chapter I was working on, I'm almost finished compiling the results section. We did two big screens which flopped but I intend to look at the glass as half full, anyway he's not said anything about how we should present it so since I'm the one who needs to write this dissertation I sorted the data and complied a couple of tables, figure panels for one gene we interrogated and decided to generate some quick results to pull everything together. He was pleased and seemed impressed with what I did, then his hands started to shake as he was looking over some results (I kid you not my xanga friends) and was flustered with little beads of sweat on his forehead, I think he had a panic attack. He said he's excited to see what the quick analysis will produce.
Then he dropped a BOMB
PI: I read the dissertation abstract and it was very well written
Me: I'm happy
PI: But I can't think of content right now
Me:
PI: Have a nice weekend
Me:

WTF!!!! does this jackass not know we have a March 26 deadline looming. If I miss this I don't graduate until 2011(which I won't be here for), what does he think I've been writing this dissertation for, all my chapters are started, two are almost done. This man has not contributed anything to this process, no discussion, no suggestions, nothing and then he's telling me he can't think about content right now, THAT WAS THE POINT OF THE COMMITTEE MEETING. Well it's good that I actually have a brain and know how to use it.
I swear....... it's a good thing I've applied for a couple post-docs but I need a real job.

Help I'm losing my mind.