Since I passed my masters, I have noticed an odd change in my attitude, and one which I need to keep an eye on. I now know for certain that I can do anything I put my mind to; my confidence is soaring. Yet strangely I think I sense a new kind of arrogance in myself; a feeling of superiority which leads to a lack of patience with others. After all, I find myself reasoning, I have a masters degree, so why should I put up with being stared at, talked down to or argued with. You might say this was a good thing, but I must watch myself in case it goes too far. Starting to call people plebs, for instance, might not be a good sign.