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Jul. 2nd, 2004 01:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
trinityvixenWork is fun.
I mean, getting up early sucks and the commute definitely does, but like playing with cells and changing medium...I'm having a blast. I nearly died of delight yesterday when, after a three-day setup, I had successfully transfected cells with a GFP-producing plasmid. When I say nearly died, I mean it. Looking at cells and counting them was one of my LEAST favorite parts of working in the Silver Lab, but here, with the fluorescence and the fact that it WORKED!!! I'm giddy. I was downright obnoxious to people yesterday with the joy of knowing I would be busy for most of the day. As you can tell by me writing and posting this from work, today is a lot slower.
Slow days are unnerving for me. Usually, since I've been here, I'd have a good hour or two cumulative time that I wasn't really doing much, not even taking notes while the previous tech showed me stuff I'd seen and taken notes on already. It's just that not doing much, goofing off, while fun, is unsettling. I feel like my boss is going to be upset that I've had almost nothing to do while she's been away. This is true but not entirely fair. It's not that I haven't been doing what she told me, it's just that the days have too many more hours to fill than I have work to do in them. I've done all I'm supposed to do, what more can I invent for myself? She was supposed to leave me papers to proofread for her, and she didn't. I was supposed to set up her computer--it was only even purchasable (through this abysmal ordering system they have running here) on Tuesday, and now only the monitor is here, which doesn't help me much.
Next week, maybe next week will pick up. I can start a new transfection, I can set up the computer (please oh please let it get here in 5 not 7 business days), I can finish a heat-shock treatment on my fibroblasts. It's wrong to complain of a lack of work, and I'm not really complaining, I'm just worried--what if she thinks I was slacking because there *was* something to do and I forgot? I'm going back to check my notes...
I mean, getting up early sucks and the commute definitely does, but like playing with cells and changing medium...I'm having a blast. I nearly died of delight yesterday when, after a three-day setup, I had successfully transfected cells with a GFP-producing plasmid. When I say nearly died, I mean it. Looking at cells and counting them was one of my LEAST favorite parts of working in the Silver Lab, but here, with the fluorescence and the fact that it WORKED!!! I'm giddy. I was downright obnoxious to people yesterday with the joy of knowing I would be busy for most of the day. As you can tell by me writing and posting this from work, today is a lot slower.
Slow days are unnerving for me. Usually, since I've been here, I'd have a good hour or two cumulative time that I wasn't really doing much, not even taking notes while the previous tech showed me stuff I'd seen and taken notes on already. It's just that not doing much, goofing off, while fun, is unsettling. I feel like my boss is going to be upset that I've had almost nothing to do while she's been away. This is true but not entirely fair. It's not that I haven't been doing what she told me, it's just that the days have too many more hours to fill than I have work to do in them. I've done all I'm supposed to do, what more can I invent for myself? She was supposed to leave me papers to proofread for her, and she didn't. I was supposed to set up her computer--it was only even purchasable (through this abysmal ordering system they have running here) on Tuesday, and now only the monitor is here, which doesn't help me much.
Next week, maybe next week will pick up. I can start a new transfection, I can set up the computer (please oh please let it get here in 5 not 7 business days), I can finish a heat-shock treatment on my fibroblasts. It's wrong to complain of a lack of work, and I'm not really complaining, I'm just worried--what if she thinks I was slacking because there *was* something to do and I forgot? I'm going back to check my notes...
