ABSTRACT
I applied to graduate school in social psychology because I was sick of testing animals, having already had a long and ambivalent undergraduate career with rats, dogs, and snakes. I set off for Columbia with high hopes for a salvation full of people as subjects and weekends free from changing food dishes and water bottles. With such foolish ambitions it was my just reward that I spent my graduate years feeding and watering people instead of animals, and worrying about the hypothalamus I thought I had left behind at Penn. I owe this perverse turn of fate to Stanley Schachter. What is most remarkable is that he made me believe that I had come to graduate school in social psychology in order to study food intake regulation. With such massive dissonance to reduce, it is no wonder that I am still working in this area today.
