He turned to me and asked why had I come, “To be an engineer” was my reply, To which he scoffed and rudely put me down To think a girl was pushing out a guy. A few months hence, regardless how I tried, My… Continue Reading “An Engineer’s Journal: Open-minded”
Another chapter from my personal journal (An Engineer’s Journal). Senior Class Trip – Spring, 1967
A new installment in “An Engineer’s Journal”, on leaving one company for another, while seeking perfect pitch.
***** An Engineer’s Journal: June 1967 As a graduate chemical engineer, I expected the vagaries of being a woman in a traditionally male profession. Yet, on that first day as a Process Design Engineer, I could not have predicted my first problematic situation in… Continue Reading “An Engineer’s Journal: June 1967, “Lunch””
It was with some trepidation that I boarded the #1 bus at Penn Station. A summer job at Stanley Tools seemed to be the next best thing to an actual internship in industry; and the summer between junior and senior year at Newark College… Continue Reading “An Engineer’s Journal: The Summer of ’66”
October, 1963 She missed the bus. Building up a ‘psychological head-of-steam’, she envisioned her ‘grand entrance’ into Professor C’s Chemistry class. His rants were the stuff of urban legend. To make matters worse, the lecture hall was an intimidating venue, with tiered seating that… Continue Reading “An Engineer’s Journal (October 1963): Chemistry 101”