So today I was (as usual) doing too many things at once. Or, perhaps, doing too diverse things at once. I was...reading while walking. I often do this. But I was also planning experiments. I went to turn left around a corner into my office, something I do probably 10 times a day. I misjudged my distance, and ended up turning about a foot and a half too soon. Straight into a wall. People ask me how I can have so many bruises and wonder if I might be abused. No. I just run into walls. Often.
So, at 4:55 PM today, my adviser (A, which does not stand for adviser but for the first initial of her name) frantically comes up to me. I brace myself.
A: Where are those slides you took the pictures of?45 seconds later....
queenrandom: *raises eyebrow, for lo, I have taken pictures of 200+ slides since joining her lab 3 years ago*
A: The slides! You took the beautiful pictures! Of the fly eyes!
queenrandom: Ooooooh *remembering those pictures, taken 2 years ago*
A: They are supposed to be above the microscope!
queenrandom: By the Mac, right? Yeah, I put those back from where I got them.
A: Above the Mac?
queenrandom: Above the Mac. *nodding*
A: I can't find them.
queenrandom: *raising eyebrow because I KNOW for a FACT that A rearranged that entire room not 2 weeks ago*
A: I NEED THEM! *runs off in a tizzy*
A: *running up to me* I need you to check all your drawers for the slides.Scaredy Cat
queenrandom: OK, but my bus leaves in like 5 minutes so I have to go now. I'll look tomorrow. *knowing that I won't find them because she was the last person to have them*
A: I NEED THOSE SLIDES. Fine. OK. Whatever. Yeah look tomorrow. Thank you. *runs off in a tizzy*
Ha! I just sprayed Febreeze in my office, while Milo was in here, and he just ran out with his tail tucked between his legs. Evil spraying sound! Something that doesn't smell like sweet, sweet cat ass! RUN AWAY!!!!!
Watch out for that Febreeze. It'll gitcha!