Ever tried to run an experiment that has the incubation time of 5 minutes, 5 minutes, 10, 1, 1, 1 at the same time as another experiment that goes 15 minutes, 15, 15, for two hours? Guaranteed to drive you mad. Occasionally my labmates and I fantasize about having less stressful jobs. Sadly the fantasy usually doesn't last long, since someone would always point out, after a few minutes, that any of the other jobs we could come up with just seems...well...boring in comparison to what we could currently do. This inevitably leads to my conclusion that all scientist are all terrible addicts at heart, with compulsive tendencies. We're addicted to stress. And then I go and put the song "Stress" on because that's how life goes these days.
This conclusion about stress addiction got an interesting note added to it yesterday when The Adviser said something along the lines of "like how the marines knows to put together and take apart their guns you guys show know how to do that to your pipetman."
So...scientific research == going to war...?
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