Personal Protection by A.R. Moler-3

834 Words

It always felt stupid when the end of the workday took forever and came too soon. I hadn’t gotten half of what I intended done today and yet every time I’d looked at the clock only a handful of minutes had gone by. God, my focus was absolute s**t. Emily had gone on an errand elsewhere in the building and when she returned she set a box on my desk. “Reception said they forgot to deliver this with the usual afternoon batch.” I glanced at the box. It was about eight inches square and labeled as being from one of the scientific supply companies. We got free samples of agar and bovine serum albumin, and the like, at least once a week from a variety of suppliers trying to woo us. I picked up a pair of scissors out of the beaker on my desk where I kept pens and highlighters. “Oh hey, can you s

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