laboratory legends
Each doctoral student has their own way of dealing with stress. Many smoke like chimneys, even more can be every night filling up. Others practice both simultaneously and excessively. Hard drugs are less common, but probably only because it can not really afford graduate student.
A few (former) students here from the Institute stood with their quirks, however, is more prevalent. At night, when the air conditioners are so excited that we are weak, trembling at the Fire the Bunsen rally, then their stories are told. We, who still had the honor to sleep with these titans of the scientific community in the same seminar, pass on their stories to the younger generations, as well as a reminder and encouragement. For as it is written on the Klowand the fourth floor, "they said, pool and be merry, for it could have been worse. And I laughed and was happy. And it was worse, "
A story is about a graduate student from a neighboring lab. From time to time this was proposed in response, his staccato head against the wall and abused for several minutes himself - sometimes he wept out just right. Another doctoral student was always so ready, that they are regularly scraped bloody forearms. She later broke off and went to become milkmaid to the Plateau. The last thing I heard from her was that she had there not been maintained and now again lives in Basel.
is unbeaten this story: allegedly took a PhD student holiday times and just never came back.
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