The dark humor of Grad School

On the fourth day of Fall Break, of which a 100% spent by both me and a colleague in the office catching up with work for the semester, the following conversation takes place:

Me: “I think I am heading home soon though, just finishing up this chapter and must move on from Econometrics to Micro II”

Colleague: “I understand, we are on the same boat”

Me: “I just hope it is not Titanic”

Colleague: “Off course not, look around… Titanic was way fancier”