Dead, dead, dead.
After lecture today, Ingrid grabbed me and asked me if I would go and check on our fruit flies with her. I said, sure. Our Wild type fruit flies were all dead. I hypothesize that our Professor may have over anesthetized them. I checked in other people's experiments and they had little to no movement in their wild type vials too. Maybe they were just a bad batch altogether. Ingrid and I left to find Dr Schwarz. She wanted to bring the dead flies with us, but I said that he was probably eating and we should leave the flies there. I feel pretty comfortable saying that they were dead. We walk down to his office he wasn't there. I told her that I see him walk to the cafeteria after class. So we walk down there. I spot him sitting down eating and I ditch Ingrid. I tell Professor that I was terribly sorry to interrupt his lunch but our fruit flies were dead. Ingrid comes walking up behind me holding the dead flies, in the cafeteria. You brought the dea...