I often get mistaken for a student. Almost always, it leads to hilarious situations.
When I was interviewed at N1, some people asked a colleague who was showing me around if I was her student. The guest house in charge was very concerned at my being the only person staying in the guest house at that time and told my colleague, "She is very young. She might get scared."
When I joined N1, many people assumed that my father is a new faculty member and I am just following him. When he accompanied me to some offices, the office assistants passed the forms to him and started explaining to him how to fill them up! (therefore, I have requested him not to accompany me when I join New1, and even when he does visit me there, he will be asked to stay away from the office premises.)
When I was asked to become warden of the girls hostel, some students asked my domestic help (who also works at the institute) about me. She apparently replied, "Woh toh khud bachchi hai, aur ladkiyon ko kya sambhalegi!" [Translation: She herself is a girl. How will she take care of other girls?] By the way, it did not take the students, guards and house keeping staff long to figure out that I was not a "bachchi"!
Every once in a while, students come into my office and ask me when Dr NPNI will be back! [1] Every year, I meet a couple of new students who start off by calling me "didi."
However, the frequency of such incidents has decreased, especially since I drastically upgraded my wardrobe.
Recently, another such situation presented itself. While attending a conference last week, I was having dinner with a senior colleague, when a young PhD student joined us. The senior colleague introduced us to each other by our names.
Student asked me where I am from and on hearing my answer, asked me what research area I work in. After that, he continued the conversation with senior colleague.
A couple of days later, this student walked into an office in which I was using a desk reserved for visitors. I was preparing some lectures for my course. He had come to talk to a faculty colleague at New1 who sits in that office. Here's how the conversation went:
Student (to me): Hi! What's up? How come you are here?
New1 Colleague: She is using every spare minute to prepare her course lectures.
Student(to me, looking surprised): Oh, are you faculty? I did not know that.
New1 Colleague: Yes. She is currently a faculty member at N1 and is joining us next semester.
Student: Cool. I had no idea.
NPNI: (Smiles, and thinks "I thought as much!")
Later, in the course of his conversation with New1 Colleague, I heard this student asking very demanding questions like, "How come this work had not been done before? What was your motivation in working on it?" I rolled my eyes and thought "Poor kid! He will grow up soon enough!"[2]
Next morning, as I flew back to N1 city with a colleague from another place, I narrated this incident to her and asked if she knew whose student this person was.
My colleague laughed back, "He is not a student. He is a faculty member at -----Institute!"
[1] One student even asked me, "Are you Dr NPNI's secretary?" I was almost flattered that he thought I was important enough to have a secretary.
[2] Haven't we all said stupid things to profs when we were students?
When I was interviewed at N1, some people asked a colleague who was showing me around if I was her student. The guest house in charge was very concerned at my being the only person staying in the guest house at that time and told my colleague, "She is very young. She might get scared."
When I joined N1, many people assumed that my father is a new faculty member and I am just following him. When he accompanied me to some offices, the office assistants passed the forms to him and started explaining to him how to fill them up! (therefore, I have requested him not to accompany me when I join New1, and even when he does visit me there, he will be asked to stay away from the office premises.)
When I was asked to become warden of the girls hostel, some students asked my domestic help (who also works at the institute) about me. She apparently replied, "Woh toh khud bachchi hai, aur ladkiyon ko kya sambhalegi!" [Translation: She herself is a girl. How will she take care of other girls?] By the way, it did not take the students, guards and house keeping staff long to figure out that I was not a "bachchi"!
Every once in a while, students come into my office and ask me when Dr NPNI will be back! [1] Every year, I meet a couple of new students who start off by calling me "didi."
However, the frequency of such incidents has decreased, especially since I drastically upgraded my wardrobe.
Recently, another such situation presented itself. While attending a conference last week, I was having dinner with a senior colleague, when a young PhD student joined us. The senior colleague introduced us to each other by our names.
Student asked me where I am from and on hearing my answer, asked me what research area I work in. After that, he continued the conversation with senior colleague.
A couple of days later, this student walked into an office in which I was using a desk reserved for visitors. I was preparing some lectures for my course. He had come to talk to a faculty colleague at New1 who sits in that office. Here's how the conversation went:
Student (to me): Hi! What's up? How come you are here?
New1 Colleague: She is using every spare minute to prepare her course lectures.
Student(to me, looking surprised): Oh, are you faculty? I did not know that.
New1 Colleague: Yes. She is currently a faculty member at N1 and is joining us next semester.
Student: Cool. I had no idea.
NPNI: (Smiles, and thinks "I thought as much!")
Later, in the course of his conversation with New1 Colleague, I heard this student asking very demanding questions like, "How come this work had not been done before? What was your motivation in working on it?" I rolled my eyes and thought "Poor kid! He will grow up soon enough!"[2]
Next morning, as I flew back to N1 city with a colleague from another place, I narrated this incident to her and asked if she knew whose student this person was.
My colleague laughed back, "He is not a student. He is a faculty member at -----Institute!"
[1] One student even asked me, "Are you Dr NPNI's secretary?" I was almost flattered that he thought I was important enough to have a secretary.
[2] Haven't we all said stupid things to profs when we were students?