Tuesday, January 10, 2006

sorry toton, rooni

this one is a very special apology to toton. for those who dont know toton, she is an organic chemist. until recently, i pretended to be a physicist. i am not quite sure what i am these days, but lets just put it this way, if the schrodinger wave equation accosted me in a dark alley, i would run, instead of whipping out the appropriate basis set and bopping it on the head. if the last sentence didnt make sense, take heart, thats all the physics here. righto, so, apologies to toton. many has been the time i have dragged her out of the lab for a cuppa. many has been the time i have airily brushed away protests to the effect of 'i have been standing and running a column for ten hours, gimme a break'. apologies again. its not possible for someone to appreciate such things when that someone understands science as the kind which lives betwixt the dry pages of a notebook and can be postponed indefinitely by Ctrl-S or Esc-Shift-:wq if you belong to the civilised class of those who swear by the penguin. sorry toton. while i am at it, additional apologies to rooni, one preparative solid state chemist(i shudder to think i have referred to that science by the unflattering acronym of 'piss'). yes, rooni, many many apologies. again, dunderhead that i was, i never appreciated the fact that after eight straight hours of grinding a sample, life begins to look like a grind (there i go again, sorry for that one as well rooni), and one has a constitutional right to snap at anyone in the vicinity. a smartaleck trying angular momentum conservation experiments on the only revolving chair around and making smartalecky comments about the efficacy of fedora over windows deserves to have fedora stuffed down his ungrateful throat. you also, have earned yourself the right to bite and scratch.
now why this sudden burst of remorse? well, mainly because i have just started wet lab work today, and while what i did is pretty much nothing, just the mental effort involved in pippetting the right volume and not screwing up makes me appreciate how easy i have had it for so long. well, everything comes around, i am laughing out of the other side of my mouth while eating humble pie and regretting. yes, regretting.

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