Who's your Bitch?

So I'm really learning lessons of acadamia this week. In submitting an abstract to my thesis committee for a conference I have coming up, I receive a massacred version of what once was my lovely 150-word piece. Now its not only too long, but a shadow of what it once was. One person removed the hypotheses, then the next person asked where they were (my fault right?). Crap. Now I have to be all diplomatic in my response explaining that I didn't turn it into a steaming pile, they did. They also said I have to include them as authors (with the professor from China), even though this is my original writing and thesis data. I guess I've just learned a very valuable lesson. I am an intern at work and a grad student at school, so I'm two, two, two bitches in one! Who's your bitch? Me! Me! Yeah, I'll take your crap if it gets me a raise, an M.S. and some good recommendations. Yeah, and I'll do it with a smile.