Whose wife are you?

Posted: October 20, 2010 by Jender in You can't be a philosophy student

I’m a female grad student now several years into my program. At the beginning of every academic year my department has a potluck-style party to welcome the new grad students. In my first year when I walked into the party holding a bowl of pasta salad, I was terrified and barely knew anyone there. I did, however, recognize the female prof standing in the entryway, one of the most prominent philosophers in our department. She looked at me, and the bowl of food I was holding, and said: “You can go put that on the table. By the way, who’s wife are you?”

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