All Alone

Last fall I got to delve into the exciting world of Organometallic Chemistry. While I really enjoyed "making things" I also enjoyed working with the group of grad students. All of them were nice, and so smart, and made me feel like I was a part of the group. So todays story is all about them:

. . .

One upon a time there were three grad students.

A loud grad student, a quiet grad student, and Jackson.

The first grad student loved to dance and kept a mountain of information on her desk. But then she moved and took her mountain with her.

The second grad student was really quiet and only said stuff like: Sweet. And when he left it was still quiet.

And when I dropped in today, I found the last grad student, busily typing and all alone. And here turned to me and said: BECKY: where is everybody?

The End

~b~