Dawdling can be a very good thing
So, I had a doctor's appointment this morning, and dawdled on my way to work...just because. (Well ok, my scanner decided to stop working and I took the extra time to reinstall everything ugh.) So because of my dawdling, I ended up staying later than I had planned, and after everyone else had left. This normally would have been disappointing, but it was so hot like I wanted to go outside when it was still light anyway.Partway through my late-ish tissue culture experiment and with all of my cell plates out in the hood, the incubator starts beeping. Very loudly. The CO2 gas was low (actually, down to 0% and not moving), but the gas tank was still adequately full. Well, if it wasn't the tank, I didn't know how to fix it. After pondering for a few minutes and leaving the boss a voicemail, I realized that we had a second incubator in another room, so I cleaned off a dirty cart (yuck) and promptly moved all of our plates into the working incubator. In the meantime, boss calls back and says he's coming over to check if it's a loose gas hose on the incubator, because if it is, we need to be moving cells for another lab, since the gas tank would completely leak out into the room overnight and then all the other incubators (and the cells contained therein) hooked up to it would be screwed.
So it was the hose (again) (yes this has happened before, I think we need to be gluing that in now), and we moved some possibly radioactive cells into another incubator, har.
But now I think - if I had gone to work in a timely manner and finished everything on time, nobody would have been in the lab when the incubator decided to pop its hose. And we (as well as another lab) would have lost a month's worth of work.
Hah. No wonder why I never learn that wasting time is bad.
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posted by sugarfiend @ 9:22 PM
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