A Visit from St. Nick Translation
'Twas the night before _______, and all through the lab,
I moped at a lab bench dirty and drab.
Grad students went dancing after 4 o'clock classes,
Taking my beakers as beer-drinking glasses.
The Lab Manager left, and didn't come back,
After placing our order for buffers and Taq.
My PI's departure made the crowd even thinner,
As she dashed to another faculty dinner.
I'd grabbed a quick dinner and was back by eight,
When the undergrads left because it was "late."
So for four hours now, I've been here alone,
Working my Postdoc fingers to the bone.