I gotta get out of this place ..

This week has been full of lab-related drama and I may have been slightly "animated" after a few drinks, but overall, I think I handled it alright and the lab continues to run smoothly.

But today was just too much for me.

I knew a shipment of fish was coming in via UPS and the department secretary knew that I was to be called when they arrived. I was down in my basement-mens-room-lab for a few hours, working away, awaiting my fish shipment. When suddenly my advisor bursts through the door with a departmental lab-tech and boxes of fish.

I said, "Oh, good, the fish are here!" (smiles)

My advisor replies (in a not-nice tone) (in front of a departmental lab-tech), "They've been sitting in the office for quite a while but no one knew where you were!"

To which I reply "Why wouldn't anyone think to look in the LAB?". You know, the lab far away in the basement where I spend all of my time since I became your indentured servant???? There is a phone in this cave that you can talk to me on from your super fancy, windowed, chair's office. All you have to do is enter in 5 numbers and my voice will magically appear on the other end.




I realize this sounds silly, and minor and you're wondering "why would this stupid little thing bother her?". But if you had just had the week that I had, you'd be crazy too!

Can't wait to leave this place (both for the weekend, and eventually forever)!