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Stress

Botanists are always tracking plants, running experiments, writing scientific papers, and there's always the possibility, no, probability, that something may not work out. The rare fragrant plant that's supposed to bloom didn't. Too bad the poor botanist hiked 10 miles to bag the lichen.

Drat. That's a two-Excedrin day.

A botanist team has been working for two years to isolate a plant protein that might be the answer to world hunger. But, dang, compounds in flasks keep blowing up. Results are still inconclusive.

And did we mention the storm and stress of office politics?

Ouch.

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