He was tired of always being told how clever he was. He wanted to be good looking, popular among women. Winning that Nobel prize had been fun, but now it seemed boring. Boring as fuck. He wanted to be Brad Pitt, looked a bit like him actually! He was in good shape and ate a lot of broccoli. He had tailored suits, and speedo bathing trunks.
But all they cared about were astro physics.
She was tired of always being told how clever she was - how her results in bio-chemistry meant so much to mankind. She wanted people to see those splendid boobs, and her long legs! It was nice of course to be the reason so many people could live better lives, but she honestly didn't care much for that Nobel prize. Boring! She wanted to be treated like a sex object. She had a nice face, she looked the part.
But all they cared about were primary protein structures.
He was tired of always being told that he smelled of piss. He'd rather people would focus on his skills on a banjo.
