I should have listened to my intuition about that job. When I got my PhD in 1995, I was one of only two people from my program who landed professional positions; the other woman was going to teach a heavy load at a state college. I had been offered an endowed chair at a prestigious Baptist college in Georgia. I would be making more money than my former professors, and I’d have the lightest of teaching loads. Still, when the faculty member called to offer me the position, I felt as if I’d swallowed a stone.