|HUMAN SCIENCE (standard:drama, 1062 words)|
|Author: Jennifer Green||Added: Jan 07 2001||Views/Reads: 2801/1344||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Ph.D. student has troubles with her life and studies.|
HUMAN SCIENCE Copyright 2001 by Jennifer Green Sandy walked sadly into the lab early one Monday morning. It was the fourth year of her postdoctoral studies, and she had yet to complete her dissertation. Each time she would get close to something significant, design and execute the experiments, but fail to come up with verifiable results. She was thinking more and more about giving up the Ph.D. program, but her family wouldn't hear of that, and her advisor just kept saying, stick with it, stick with it, when she could manage to track him down at all. He sounded like a broken record! She put her lab coat on and started in to work. She put a good six hours straight at the lab bench, then grabbed a quick sandwich before heading over to the library. On the way over she ran into Phyllis. She was so jealous of her. Blonde, very smart, engaged to a handsome doctor, everything seemed to go so well for her. Sandy had to work so hard for each little accomplishment and even then something invariably would go wrong. Cautiously Phyllis asked her how her dissertation was going. Phyllis had heard some rumors about Sandy's problems. She herself had her Ph.D. studies almost finished, right in time to be able to graduate this spring. Sandy just smiled when she asked, and said, "It's coming," but even Phyllis could see how downhearted she was. Sandy's boyfriend was no help. He hated her long hours spent at the lab bench, and wanted her to spend more time with him. He worked in management at an insurance company, a regular 8 to 5 type of job, and had the weekends off, where Sandy usually worked six days a week, and sometimes even seven. Phyllis offered to go over her lab notes and give her a hand, but Sandy refused, saying she would be fine, she just needed some more time. She waved her off and walked to the library alone. She started to drink several glasses of wine after coming home late from work, and hardly even spoke to Rick much anymore. Then, getting up early the next morning, fighting a headache, things would be groggy for awhile, which didn't help much either. Another few weeks went by. Sandy and her boyfriend Rick had a huge fight about her hours; she started getting frequent headaches, everything seemed to be closing in on her. Finally a few days after the fight with Rick, Sandy decided to call Phyllis late one night. She had been drinking, and had started to cry. She blew her nose, tried to compose herself, and then in desperation poured it all out on the phone to Phyllis. Phyllis just listened quietly, and then kindly said, "Sandy, why don't you stop by my house tomorrow morning. Bring your research notebooks and everything, and we'll go over all of it, and try to make some sense of it all. I think you just been working too hard and need to get some perspective on all of this." "O.K. Thanks, Phyllis. And don't say anything to anyone, O.K.? "No problem. Get some sleep now, O.K. Sandy?" "O.K." Early the next morning she knocked on Phyllis' door. She was up and her friend invited her in, she could smell the fresh-brewed coffee inside her kitchen, and her spacious apartment was immaculate and nicely furnished. "I'm sorry for bothering you last night, Phyllis. I just really am getting scared. I don't seem to be getting anywhere and, well, Click here to read the rest of this story (58 more lines)
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