Expectation: Cool bearded dudes and cosmic ladies contemplating E=mc² while gazing at galaxies.
Reality: Sleep-deprived gremlin crouched on the floor at 3AM, surrounded by incomprehensible equations and existential dread, wondering why vacuum fluctuation graphs hate you personally.
The Wheeler-DeWitt equation isn't going to solve itself, and neither is your ramen dinner. Welcome to the quantum nightmare where Schrödinger's cat is both alive AND judging your life choices!