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trinityvixenI was telling writing group people yesterday that I write a lot at work because a) I don't want to actually do work, b) as a consequence of the way things are in labs, I have lots of blocks of time that are free, c) my best ideas come when I can't or are not supposed to be writing. Yesterday, after some high excitement and the best day I've had here probably ever, my boss told me she expected to be home today so she could write. I, good employee that I really am, reminded her what long-standing things she needed to instruct me on updating, accepted the specs for another experiment, and wrote down what I had to do.
Flash forward to today where I began work on time, a huge thing for me, as most of the time I'm forced to wait for her to come in for me to have anything, and that's an hour and a half after I get here. So, at 10 am, promptly, I begin to set up the immunofluorescence I'm running, making buffers, getting the slides out of the freezer, marking them as to their treatment, preparing antibodies and such. In between times, when I had five-ten minute wait periods on washes, I set up the cell culture preparation, getting medium warm, sterilizing tools, and checking what had to be done. With the longer incubation times, I took a break from one experiment to change medium and treat my cells.
This has meant, going back and forth between my two experiments, that I haven't had a break or a bit to eat until about twenty minutes ago. I've been working straight for six hours, merrily listening to my iPod all the while. It's exhausting. This is what life would be like in a fast past lab, eh? No thank you. It's almost amusing to me that I've been at work this long and not a) checked e-mail, b) not even read the three sites I check regularly, and c) not written much of anything besides this post (I did check LJ prior to writing this, so I can't list that. But still, six hours without checking LJ must be a record for me when I'm awake).
And here I thought I'd have all this time to goof off. Seeing as I planned to leave early anyway, I'm out of here asap. I reason it thusly: I just ate my lunch at four in the afternoon and I was planning to leave at five. If I'd worked all of forty-five minutes more, I would have left at five without ever having had lunch, thus making it entirely a fair time to leave because that would have been seven hours minus lunch. Insane, I tell you. This has only ever happened to me once--where I worked so long that by the time I would have taken lunch, I only had an hour left to my day anyway.
Whew is right--anyone feel like playing something tonight? Go see a movie? Go to midtown? I feel restless and likely to fall back on fanfiction and movies if not entertained. Oh! That reminds me! Needs must go buy mother's day gift....Off I go then...
Flash forward to today where I began work on time, a huge thing for me, as most of the time I'm forced to wait for her to come in for me to have anything, and that's an hour and a half after I get here. So, at 10 am, promptly, I begin to set up the immunofluorescence I'm running, making buffers, getting the slides out of the freezer, marking them as to their treatment, preparing antibodies and such. In between times, when I had five-ten minute wait periods on washes, I set up the cell culture preparation, getting medium warm, sterilizing tools, and checking what had to be done. With the longer incubation times, I took a break from one experiment to change medium and treat my cells.
This has meant, going back and forth between my two experiments, that I haven't had a break or a bit to eat until about twenty minutes ago. I've been working straight for six hours, merrily listening to my iPod all the while. It's exhausting. This is what life would be like in a fast past lab, eh? No thank you. It's almost amusing to me that I've been at work this long and not a) checked e-mail, b) not even read the three sites I check regularly, and c) not written much of anything besides this post (I did check LJ prior to writing this, so I can't list that. But still, six hours without checking LJ must be a record for me when I'm awake).
And here I thought I'd have all this time to goof off. Seeing as I planned to leave early anyway, I'm out of here asap. I reason it thusly: I just ate my lunch at four in the afternoon and I was planning to leave at five. If I'd worked all of forty-five minutes more, I would have left at five without ever having had lunch, thus making it entirely a fair time to leave because that would have been seven hours minus lunch. Insane, I tell you. This has only ever happened to me once--where I worked so long that by the time I would have taken lunch, I only had an hour left to my day anyway.
Whew is right--anyone feel like playing something tonight? Go see a movie? Go to midtown? I feel restless and likely to fall back on fanfiction and movies if not entertained. Oh! That reminds me! Needs must go buy mother's day gift....Off I go then...
