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telling on myself for entertainment purposes 🙃
So,
I don't know who's more brilliant: my genius mentor who instructed me to put a jar of Eppendorf tubes to be baked in the sterlisation oven,
or me, who didn't think it at all problematic to let plastic get nice and toasty at a pleasant temperature of about 200°C.
Long story short, we ended up with a lump of molten plastic, a lab that reeks to high heaven, and Laurance (the French lab tech with the frenchiest French accent that ever frenched) is looking at us with so much contempt that I can feel my DNA getting demethylated.
(I'd be more embarrassed if it weren't for the fact that it was the woman who has a PhD that dropped the proverbial ball - I can only be blamed for uncritically obeying authority figures. 😅🙈)
Observation Station
((Did a bit of lab redecorating and finally got an observation room set up the way I mostly wanted. Just don’t tell Scylla!
When occupied:
Hey, look who’s up at 3 am on a school night again
this train wreck