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

a routine visit; she had been tracking the digital footprints of our department for months. She knew that my boss hadn’t just been “learning” from me; he had been taking my work and putting his name on it to justify his massive salary to the higher-ups. My throat tightened as I understood this wasn’t a misunderstanding—it was documented.

Helena wasn’t continue reading …