Sunday, October 23, 2011

Drunk People When You're Not Drunk

Is there anything worse than this?  After a long day of studying in the library, having to get on the subway when a baseball game is ending is just the most irritating thing in the world. You're exhausted, sick of studying and all you want to do is get home and eat dinner and go to sleep, but you're stuck smushed on the T with drunk singing people.  Or perhaps you went to a charity wine tasting and would love to relax on the bus ride home, but the people who brought bottles of wine onto the bus would rather sing "American Pie" at the tops of their lungs. I know the tables get turned sometimes, but right now I'd like to find the girl singing "R.E.S.P.E.C.T." and slap her face. I guess I should have gotten a bus bottle....

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Excessive Use of Laser Pointer During a Presentation

I was at a seminar earlier today, and while it was a fantastic talk, the speaker's excessive laser pointering (probably not a word, just go with it) was highly distracting. He could have burned a hole through the projector screen with his laser pointer. I began to sympathize with cats who become frustrated when they cannot catch the red dot bouncing around the floor and walls.

This presentation reminded me of a professor for one of my classes that would put approximately 1,000 words on the slide (size 18 font obviously) and then proceed to read the entire slide to us in our huge lecture, all the while following along with his laser pointer. It was so painful. It made me rue the day that PowerPoint was invented. Although maybe he was going for a "sing-along" and none of us joined in. I had not previously considered that possibility. That would have made anatomy lecture much more invigorating:
"Good morning class! Today we're studying cardiovascular embryology. It's to the tune of the 'Star Spangled Banner' so don't be shy about joining in! 'Oooh say can you see, the foramen ovale, when it clooooses at birth, the atrial septum is complete.' Everybody! 'Endocardial cushions, in the atrial canal....' "

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

When You Drop Something and it Vanishes

I don't understand how this happens. You drop something and immediately bend down to find it, and it's gone. WTF. I don't even understand how this is possible sometimes. You drop it and *poof* ... gone. It's like there are tiny elves living in my carpet and as soon as something hits the ground they scamper over and haul it back to their lair. [awkward pause] Anyway that's just one hypothesis.

I actually just heard a tip from How To Do Everything and the advice was to drop another of the same object. So if you dropped a nail in the grass (the advice giver was a carpenter) drop another nail to see where it falls. He said that it somehow trains your eyes to "see" the original object. That would have been very helpful last week when I dropped my earring and had to crawl around on my bedroom floor for 4 minutes trying to find it. It's not so helpful if you drop something that you only have one of, though, or if another one is not readily accessible. But maybe this advice will help me not hate dropping and losing things to much.

Sunday, October 16, 2011

When People Do Not Respect Seat Boundaries

I'm currently on the bus and the girl sitting next to me has continually hit me with her elbows, poked me with the edges of her economics textbook, and kicked me. I want to say, there is an arm rest here that deliniates the boundaries of your seat. Yes, you may fight for the rights of the arm rest, but you may not cross to the other side. This also goes for planes, trains, and movie theaters. Respect the arm rest! 

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Stepping in Gum

Seriously, who spits their gum out on the sidewalk?? You know someone could step in it and then make a sticking noise everytime they take a step. Arrggg so angry right now. Just use a freaking garbage bin! They are everywhere, and if you can't find one immediately, find an old receipt or the gum wrapper, spit it in there, and wait until you find one. People are so rude and inconsiderate of shoes!!

Monday, October 3, 2011

Whoever Controls the Temperature of This Building

It's absolutely freezing in here! I know I have a low tolerance for being cold, but it is really cold for a building. My fingers are cold just from typing, and even though I put on an extra fleece, I have the chills. One co-worker brought in her own space heater because she was so tired of being cold. And don't even get me started on how cold the lab space is! I should move my desk to the back where we actually get some sunlight.