[Even MORE lame jokes about PhD’s? Secret’s o=
ut – my son-in-law Dr Z just defended his dissertation and earned his=
REAL PhD on Monday, so HAD to tweak him this week. Well, what did you expe=
ct from this blog?]
So, I have this friend who studied to become an =
Egyptologist.
The only way he can make a liv=
ing is by becoming a PhD and teach others to become Egyptologists.
As far as I’m concerned, it is a pyramid schem=
e.
Dad=
: “My first son has a PhD in Art History; my daughter has two degrees=
in women’s studies and blogging, and my youngest son is a car thief.=
They all still live at home.”
Friend:=
“Wow, a thief? You should kick him out.”
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Dad: “Nah… he is the only one who makes money.”=
A man=
walked into an Oxford pub and found everyone raucously celebrating. Thinki=
ng maybe this was for a new baby or an accepted marriage proposal, he asked=
a fellow, “What’s the occasion?”
“Happy day! My career’s in ruins!” the lad laughe=
d.
Shocked, the man replied, “Ruins? W=
hy are you celebrating?”
“I̵=
7;ve just completed my PhD in archaeology!”
After many years of studying at=
a university, I’ve finally become a PhD.
Or Pizza Hut Deliveryman as people call it.
BTW, my own PhD is about torque.
I guess that makes me a spin doctor.
~~
Dr Bob Griffin
[email protected] www.grif.net
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