After reading
byrdie's latest entry, I've come to this conclusion, given corroborating evidence.
Such as:
My lab was having its general/chemical safety inspection today. The junior tech, with an unbelievably straight face, when asking why the U has a mercury thermometer disposal program, added "But I just poured a whole bottle of mercury down the sink yesterday..." with a quizzical tone. The inspector and I looked at each other for a second, until she burst out laughing, and I tried to hold a straight face whilst I 'fired' the junior tech.
Also, had the micropipettors calibrated today, with two service guys coming in from the company we'd selected. The aforementioned junior tech at some point commented to the two how the tech and I are something like an old married couple, with the way we play off of each other. One of the service guys looked over at us with a raised eyebrow, and then turned to his coworker and goes "Hang on dear, you've got some mustard on your cheek." and wipes off the imaginary blot.
Finally, we had to have our biological safety cabinet lowered a couple of inches to improve the airflow. The plant guy came in and did it, and then commented that we now had a 'low-rider' hood. I go "Pachuco!" and mime sitting in a low-rider with hydraulics. The plant guy cracks up: turns out he'd spent two years in Salinas, California, capital of the low-rider cult in America.
What a weird, weird day.
(And to finish it off, thanks to
cheshyre from her riba_rambles feed, this delightful new computer screen maintenance utility.)
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Such as:
My lab was having its general/chemical safety inspection today. The junior tech, with an unbelievably straight face, when asking why the U has a mercury thermometer disposal program, added "But I just poured a whole bottle of mercury down the sink yesterday..." with a quizzical tone. The inspector and I looked at each other for a second, until she burst out laughing, and I tried to hold a straight face whilst I 'fired' the junior tech.
Also, had the micropipettors calibrated today, with two service guys coming in from the company we'd selected. The aforementioned junior tech at some point commented to the two how the tech and I are something like an old married couple, with the way we play off of each other. One of the service guys looked over at us with a raised eyebrow, and then turned to his coworker and goes "Hang on dear, you've got some mustard on your cheek." and wipes off the imaginary blot.
Finally, we had to have our biological safety cabinet lowered a couple of inches to improve the airflow. The plant guy came in and did it, and then commented that we now had a 'low-rider' hood. I go "Pachuco!" and mime sitting in a low-rider with hydraulics. The plant guy cracks up: turns out he'd spent two years in Salinas, California, capital of the low-rider cult in America.
What a weird, weird day.
(And to finish it off, thanks to
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