I have been asked to review another paper. It is for a very good
journal. I have published with them and thought their editorial office did a
good job. It is on a topic I am very interested in and know the literature on quite well.
It is a professional responsibility.
I have no time. I have a million projects and papers I am
behind on. I have a bunch of papers I could get out relatively quickly if only
I had the time, and I really need to get papers out. When I was a kid and my
father came home late every night, I swore I would never "accept a bunch of
extra work responsibilities just because my colleagues relied on me." My
daughter is so damn cute and changing so fast. Every time I see her she says,
"I need you Daddy, I need you!" (actually more like, "I ne-Jew
Daddy, I ne-Jew!!!"). How can I ignore an adorable two year-old who not
only needs me, but tells me so? I can't.
I said yes to the review, because that is what I am supposed
to say. I will do it, and do it right. Sigh. But not tonight.
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