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2 comments:
I bought a ticket with Singapore shortly after the conferral of my PhD, and in a moment of moral weakness (inspired by tales of seat upgrades) decided to list my title as "Dr". Half way across Asia, a flight attendant leaned towards me, with the dreaded words, "Dr Harlot?" Certain that the next sentence would be "There's a small child at the front of the plane choking on a pencil and we need you to help", I proceeded to explain, loudly, that yes, I was Dr Harlot, only my degree was in literature, not medicine. "But", returned the flight attendant, "are you a vegetarian?"
Indeed, and I was peeved to note that while in George Eliot's _Middlemarch_, the up-and-coming physician is a Mr Lydgate, in the otherwise excellent BBC adaptation, he's named Dr Lydgate. A deferral to the ignorance of modern audiences on just this point, I'll warrant.
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