Jam at Registration Roller 2.0
Rant warning. Stop reading now if you don’t want to hear me bitch.
The namesake for my blog title is the error message that I get to read daily on our POS printer. You can read about my woes here. In keeping with the theme of writing about all things that will delay my graduation date, I will add to the list.
(1) Put the damn syringe pump back when you are done. Back does not mean the back of your hood. More importantly, why the hell do you need a syringe pump to dispense reagent from a 10 mL syringe at 88 mL/hr? Stand there and push the plunger yourself, because I’m pretty sure that a 6.8 minute addition is approximately equal to the amount of time it took you to find, program, and start the pump in the first place.
(2) How hard is it to order toner? Does it not make sense to have a new cartridge for the printer on hand should one run out, especially when the toner low light has been flashing for a month?
(3) Learn how to operate the solvent system. Last I checked, opening the valve at the bottom when the bulb is under vacuum is probably just going to suck air into the bulb, negating the entire purpose of a solvent system in the first place.
(4) Do 5 gallons of acetone really weight that much?
(5) "Let’s put the metal to the pedal and get roaring here." And by "GET TO WORK!" you mean, take Friday off to go climbing? Done.
Whew. I’m done. On to another topic…
Now that I have more than one notebook, they need to be labeled. I need to think of something clever to write on the spine, given that "Big Book of Lies" and "Headaches" are already taken. Suggestions? On that note, I’m excited to have hundreds of pages of virgin white space to litter with frustration, bad chemistry, profanity, and acronyms like "WTF! N/R? S.M.! Argh."
