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If you are a person who sees colorful objects and thinks "I want to eat that right now," being a chemist is gonna hurt
Must...not....bite into ampules and fill my mouth with broken glass and pH indicators
Today at the lab safety meeting:
If the equipment has an error, alarm, or fault and the manufacturer/repair people tell you to bypass it and keep using the equipment, DON'T DO THAT!
Just because you have always disposed of hazardous waste in a particular way does not mean that is the right way, especially if there is no documentation about why it is done that way.
minecraft potions as real shit ive made in a chem lab
because im a big nerd and why not
on symmetry and the Rainbow Room(s) spawn point
this post is gonna be one to cite when I go get a formal diagnosis but here goes. as part of an abandoned attempt to map out the different versions, I once made the following diagram of the Rainbow Room that would let me keep track of all the walls at once. if you tore the roof off and looked down in there, you'd see something like this:
Fucking love my lab’s taq polymerase. It feels so good to suck viscous bright green shit up into my pipette, yeahghyhghh
Almost to the 6 mo mark at my big boy job so here's a work doodle comp thats mostly just my sona
byyee have a beautiful time
Brigitte Knightley, Irresistible Urge is a lab scientist's wet dream. You literally have me drawing parasites in the margins.
Disappointment the Main Maggot
Assorted gentlefolk, may I first introduce to you, @good-usernames-were-taken, the chaotic and iconic maggot Valerie. She is currently enabling me in various endeavours of brainrot, which will be revealed shortly.
But before that, this maggot had the great pleasure of participating in an actual maggot race during a biology practical class. And I absolutely have to share the tale with you because, with all due respect, what the fuck. I am writing this post listening to Katy Perry's Dark Horse on loop which I think is very sexy of me. Now gird your loins because it's story time.
A week or so ago, Valerie walked into her biology practical class. It was a day like any other. She did not know her life would be changed until she spotted a tray of live maggots that had not been there the week before.
It turned out that their assignment that class was to change the conditions that the maggots were in, and see how it affected them physically. But how would the students test it?
They decided on a maggot race. Each of them selected a maggot to represent them.
Valerie was thinking strategically. She picked a promising maggot, and to quote her, "I selected a really ugly one and it was really fat and I thought that would give it the upper hand, cause it would block its opponents from the race course."
Maggot-shaming aside, Valerie had full faith in her maggot. So much so that she bet 20 pence on 'this thing'.
The time for the race drew near, and then it had begun, and all the maggots started to move. EXCEPT HERS.
What followed next is best explained in Valerie's own, traumatised, words:
"This fat creature just sat there, looking at me. The emotions running through my head were just... I was so disappointed. Five minute passed. Nothing. The little shit was just staring at me.
And then it does something.
It starts to move.
It moves backwards.
IT MOVES AWAY FROM THE FINISH. MY FAT MAGGOT LANDED LAST. LAST PLACE.
So I called it Disappointment."
Now, maggots of mine, you know I love you all. I do. But we all have to agree that Disappointment is absolute the Maggot. The Main Fucking Event. A generational icon, acting in defiance of science and logic, a true representative of the human condition.
Please find below a sketch of Disappointment the Main Maggot by Valerie, to be hung in the Maggot Hall of Shame.
For the unaware, maggots actually do not have faces. This is an entirely accurate sketch. Thank you Valerie, and Disappointment.
Now I've been informed that I now need to be aware that I have a lot of people reading my content, and act accordingly. So I'm going to add morals to the story!
Remember: Disappointment the Main Maggot says no to following the crowd. It says a fuck you to hustle culture. It holds up a metaphorical middle finger to the System. Disappointment the Main Maggot is out there living its best fat maggot life. It did not care that it was a prime contender with a bodily advantage and there were monetary stakes involved.
Disappointment is Slaying. Be like Disappointment. I'm the Good Omens Mascot. Disappointment is the Maggot Mascot.
We will end this story time with a bit of poetry by Valerie, a haiku, in fact:
Oh Disappointment I put all my faith in you Fat ugly maggot.