Sometimes working in science is like. I know the person I share an office with is a famous guy with many important papers to his name but it would be lovely if he could move these large pieces of machined aluminium he hasn't done anything with for a year out of MY desk drawers so I can actually store things in there
(This is to say nothing of the Giant Plastic Bag Of Assorted Cables, or the Mystery Box that no one has opened yet because it's been getting buried under a pile of stuff for longer than I've been employed)
The move is in progress, and this is giving TAZ Balance Crystal Kingdom arc "every lab needs a derelict room!" / the trash room where they have to fight the giant tardigrades
Actually every time I have to work in there during the move I'm like. [Rocky voice] DIRTY. DIRTY. DIRTY. DIRTY. DIRTY. WHY ROOM SO MESSY
I think I've been given official custody of this guy's kalanchoe plant, that I've been looking after unofficially for over a year now
















