I saw this posted several times on Facebook, and it was just too good to pass up. I always tell people that I’m looking forward to hitting that stage in my career when I can just be that quirky old prof who wears Chewbacca slippers to class and occasionally throws stuff at students when they’re not looking. Apparently that’s the “Animal” stage of academic life. Should be fun.
But I would argue that Beaker is a much better image of the untenured prof, perfectly capturing the neurotic, stressed-out look of “I have no idea what I’m doing and I really hope no one else notices” that so epitomizes one’s first few years of teaching.