I was seated at a table full of chemists, all under 40. Lots of shop talk, lots of talk of job loss, of the difficulty in finding work in our field. The best line of the evening?
"I've survived [3 < x < 7] rounds of layoffs -- I don't want to survive another one."There has got to be literature on what happens to an industry when the median entry-to-mid-level worker is quite jaded about the future of the field. Yikes.
At the same time, most people I talked to were pretty clear about their personal situation as compared to those worse off. "I've got a job -- I can't complain" seemed to be the final refrain of the night.
Best wishes to all of us.
*Thanks to See Arr Oh for watching over the blog while I was out.