So. Last week I got my approval from IRB to actually begin collecting data for my dissertation. Essentially IRB is a little department made up of tiny little Gremlin people that sit on pedestals and wave their tiny little fingers at poor graduate student announcing what they can and cannot do with their research. All the while graduate students are just begging to not have to correct one more measly thing in the application so they can just conduct their research and get the hell out of school already.
They FINALLY waved their tiny fingers at me and gave me the okay to start collecting my data on mommy bloggers.
I was all excited and immediately sent out requests to my potential participants asking if they would like to be part of the study.
I’ve heard from one.
Now, it’s not very uncommon for mommy bloggers to get a ton of spam from a bunch of crap places that want you to promote them and write about them for no money whatsoever. In fact, many bloggers have gone out of their way to respond to such requests in rather comedic ways. To avoid looking like another spam letter I put my blog and URL in my letter so they could check me out and make their own assessment of my legitimacy.
I still haven’t heard from anyone but the one. *Hi, participant! I send you thank you hugs*
Anyway, now I feel I need to somehow convince my other potential participants that I’m not, in fact, a creepy person – at least not anymore creepy than the next guy. So here goes…
Dear Potential Research Participants,
I hope you’re stopping by to check and see if I am in fact a mommy blogger working on a PhD before you accept my offer to participate in my dissertation. Let me reassure you that I am. I have the student loans, overpriced textbooks, and lack of time with my husband to prove it. I’m not looking to invade your privacy or gain access to your personal password or login information or stalk you in the ladies bathroom. I simply want to read your blog for academic purposes. I know you’re busy and your life is chaotic, but all I need you to do is sign a freaking piece of paper. That’s it. That’s all I need you to do. Sign the paper, sit back, and laugh at the fact that I’m reading thousands of blog posts to incorporate into my dissertation even though I’m not sure what the hell my dissertation is about anymore. I’d really like to get out of school at some point so I can go back to my pre-academic life of reading trashy romance novels and baking oppressive cookies for preschool functions. Furthermore, you have my major professor’s name and information from the contact letter. I promise if you call or email him he’ll vouch for the fact that I am legit and nothing short of just a little abnormal. Thank you.
p.s. if none of that convinces you to participate – I have a 3 minute video of a 23 year old, hot karate instructor’s ass that I’d be happy to share with you. You know, if you’re into that sort of thing. Smooches!
p.p.s – you’re pretty!