When the student outgrows the master: a story of silence, salary, and survival

a strange, contemplative expression. I sat down, wondering if I was about to be fired for being “difficult” about my salary. But Helena didn’t pull out a severance package; she pulled out a series of project reports I had authored over the last eighteen months. She placed them slowly on the table, as if each one carried its own accusation.

She asked continue reading …