Over the years, I've told colleagues and friends about things I have seen or experienced. Many times, people have said that I should write them down so that they won't be lost and forgotten, since some of them might be useful parts of our history. I've been writing them down, without being sure what I would do with them. I decided to gradually post them on this website, and see what reactions I get. I suggest reading from the bottom up (starting with the August 2017 post "The Meritocracy"). Thoughtful and kind feedback would be useful for me, and would help me to revise the exposition to make it as useful as possible. I hope that while you read my stories you will ask yourself "What can I learn from this?" I'm particularly interested in knowing what you see as the point of the story, or what you take away from it. Please send feedback to asilverb@gmail.com. Thanks for taking the time to read and hopefully reflect on them!

I often run the stories past the people I mention, even when they are anonymized, to get their feedback and give them a chance to correct the record or ask for changes. When they tell me they're happy to be named, I sometimes do so. When I give letters as pseudonyms, there is no correlation between those letters and the names of the real people.

Wednesday, March 3, 2021

Wives with Spoons

During a job interview, the department chair and his wife showed me around town, and took me out for some meals. I don't know whether she was his chaperone, or she just wanted the free meals, courtesy of the math department's recruitment budget. She was quite skinny, didn't seem completely healthy, and looked like she needed the food.

At one restaurant, she picked up a spoon, reached over, dipped her spoon into my soup, and sipped it. I was happy for her to have a taste. I was less happy when she tried to do it again. I didn't want to catch whatever she had. I grabbed a clean spoon from the table and asked her to use it, rather than double dipping.

I did get an offer from that university. But you never know when a misstep with the silverware during the interview might cost you the job. I tell this story as an amusing anecdote about how you never know what will happen on an interview. I'm always surprised when my audience is shocked that the chair's wife would taste my soup without asking. Maybe that's cultural; I thought it was nice that she felt comfortable enough with me to drink from my soup bowl. 

However, I don't think that state universities should pay for dinners for faculty spouses, or that the spouses should be involved in job interviews. It blurs the line between the personal and the professional. Mathematicians often have trouble drawing a clear line between their professional lives and their personal lives, and I've seen it lead to sexist behavior. It's important to remember to behave professionally with colleagues, even if the venue is a restaurant or someone's home.