I used to be proud to work here

It was a sucker punch. The weekly town-hall meetings over the summer now feel like such a waste of time–a distraction to keep us occupied, to drain our energies so that we couldn’t fight back when the administration dropped this bomb. The past five months have sucked my soul away, and I can never regain that time. What a waste of time it was to spend pouring over documents, offering suggestions for budgetary cuts to save jobs, and listening to administrators lie through their teeth about the value of collaboration and faculty input. I could have spent that time with my children, my dogs, or my research. Instead I wasted it on an institution that cared no more for me than the mud beneath my boot. I used to be proud to work here. Now that mission just feels like empty words; a vapid statement made to make money. This is not the Misericordia I used to love.

Now [the University’s] mission just feels like empty words; a vapid statement made to make money.

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