Burton doesn't know, but I tend to watch him do his work. He is known to be forgetful sometimes, and I just want to help him when I can. Apparently, one day Burton was doing autopsies on lab rats and he forgot something very important. I was watching his work over the computer monitors and I was going to tell him to autopsy the rats he injected with a type of medicine that prevents coagulation, but that was the same time Mr. Jackson and the baby woke up. I knew I should go talk to Mr. Jackson before he fell back asleep, I did and I was fairly glad with the results of names he gave me of people who lived in Piedmont.
The next few days I felt as if I should have told Burton his error and not have talked to Mr. Jackson, and I only feel this way because it can change the results of other experiments. If Burton didn't take precaution in his first experiment, he will go off the results of it and continue to get wrong data. I let this one experiment slip by but I promised myself that the next time I see Burton making an error I will tell him. From that moment I got up and got some coffee, I knew it was going to be a long night of analysis and I needed caffeine. I had gotten used to coffee without sugar now, but I crave sugared coffee every once in awhile.
