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...the parasites!
I was in Chem Lab the other day...I always do labs with just one other girl, who isn't particularly bright or proactive but very helpful and good at following my directions. Well, that day another girl asked us if she could do it with us, and since we were the only table with two people (all the rest were already full, with four), there was no way of demurring. This girl, you guys have no idea. She's this total pothead who never shows up to class and constantly says that she's about to switch schools.
First off, she was paranoically afraid of even touching test tubes or beakers that contained any kind of substance. So it was as if she wasn't even there. And at the end, when we each had to solve some chem problems that had to do with what we were doing, she started moaning that she didn't understand anything, not even how to calculate molar percentages (because she never goes to class or studies). So she started hassling us. "Do you understand this? Can you explain this to me?", and we didn't respond because the lab was almost over and we needed to concentrate on solving the problems. And then she had the gall to say "Are you almost done? I need to copy yours, I really want to get out of here."
The worst thing is, she simpered up to me yesterday and said something inane about liking working with us, which means that she'll probably want to mooch off us again next lab. I don't know what to do, if I tell her no I'll probably look like an obnoxious *******, but it does seem fair.
I was in Chem Lab the other day...I always do labs with just one other girl, who isn't particularly bright or proactive but very helpful and good at following my directions. Well, that day another girl asked us if she could do it with us, and since we were the only table with two people (all the rest were already full, with four), there was no way of demurring. This girl, you guys have no idea. She's this total pothead who never shows up to class and constantly says that she's about to switch schools.
First off, she was paranoically afraid of even touching test tubes or beakers that contained any kind of substance. So it was as if she wasn't even there. And at the end, when we each had to solve some chem problems that had to do with what we were doing, she started moaning that she didn't understand anything, not even how to calculate molar percentages (because she never goes to class or studies). So she started hassling us. "Do you understand this? Can you explain this to me?", and we didn't respond because the lab was almost over and we needed to concentrate on solving the problems. And then she had the gall to say "Are you almost done? I need to copy yours, I really want to get out of here."
The worst thing is, she simpered up to me yesterday and said something inane about liking working with us, which means that she'll probably want to mooch off us again next lab. I don't know what to do, if I tell her no I'll probably look like an obnoxious *******, but it does seem fair.