just to get published at a local conference organised by the latest ass he has decided to pucker up to, my supervisor asked me to write up a quick paper today, and it doesn't even have to be remotely reasonable! in fact, he suggested that i just rehash one of my rejected papers, all of which i have mentally locked away in a cupboard and thrown away the key because they are fundamentally flawed in some way. and, this all happened in the staff tea room, for all and sundry to witness and hear; these whisperings are not clandestine!
fuck. i need get out of here. the phrase blatantly unethical comes to mind but i can't be bothered fighting weak (black) sheep.
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