Co-authors

I had a case in my graduate youth. I put a couple of articles in one collection. And the editor tells me, say, we cannot have two works in one issue at once, except that one of them with a co-author will be. Here and insert the co-author - then I will take both, and so - down. Put the pen and write in. These are rules, I don’t know.

What a shit, I think. What idiot makes such rules? Even though...what’s especially amazing here, for the first time. It is hard to surprise us at all. Disputing is useless. All in all, I spit and decided to insert someone, I will not leave.

And whom? The question. I did it myself, I wrote it myself. Who will help the graduate? Yes, they all just smelled nerds... Except that my beloved, wise and astute cat Vasily, participated as much as he could. On the table, the worker lay, he warmed under the lamp, scratched, scratched the papers under him. He dropped a pen on the floor a few times for a joke. The songs sang to me. He helped strongly. And I decided, in fairness, let him be a co-author.

The name is known, Vasily. Fatherhood, let it be in my name. We give him the name Cats. and entered. I immediately accepted the second article. And she went out. Co-author – Kotykov V. V. I cheated, I showed my friends, they also had fun. I bought Vasilia something delicious, noted with him. And I thought that the matter was over.

Anne is no. The first letter of my surname in the alphabet is further than K. And some citation systems are oriented not on the first author in the order of listing, but on the first in the alphabet. Send us the name V.
Kotikov come letters and invitations to various congresses and symposiums. Sometimes they called me too. Not always far away. I read all the invitations honestly to Vasily. Especially if the article is praised. He listened courteously to the matter and turned indifferently to the other side.
I said he was wise.