29 January 2010

new girl

We have another new person on our shift this week, JM. I really like JM, don't get me wrong, and I think she is going to fit in well with our weird 3rd shift family, but man it is like having another Smitty around. She just gets every little bit of work done before I even think of doing it.

I know I've been sick for the past couple of days and therefor way less useful and way lazier than usual, but this girl is seriously making me look bad.

28 January 2010

I have [-----] in my lunchbox...

So as mentioned, I have strep throat. I am starting to feel better and of course I went in to work last night, however, my throat still hurts and I haven't been able to eat much...I've lost about eight pounds in less than a week.

When I mentioned this in front of our dear V-dogg, he told me he had some jelly belly's in his lunchbox and asked if I would like some. I explained that the problem is that it hurts to swallow, which is why I haven't been eating...candy probably would not help.

He then proceeded to offer me a wide assortment of odd foods, all of which he claimed to have in his lunchbox.

There were several others that I wish I could remember, but among the items offered were a baked potato and a stick of butter.

27 January 2010

personal/sick day

I get three personal/sick days a year. At my job, we manufacture food. Food that is consumed by the public. Employees are told that it is imperative that we do not come in to work if we are ill, especially if it is something contagious. However, if we call in more than three days a year (or use personal days as scheduled days off), we get in trouble.

Totally logical.

Begrudgingly and reluctantly, I used my first sick day tonight. My fever was 102 AFTER taking ibuprofin and I still considered going to work just to avoid using up one of my three days. How messed up is that?

26 January 2010

keep in mind he's 154 years old

The most memorable part of last night's shift was DK telling this fifteen minute story about how his son is visiting and his daughter-in-law smokes pot and his son asked him to pick up rolling papers for the daughter-in-law when DK was going to the gas station to buy some other things. DK explained that he very loudly asked the clerk (who knows him because he goes in there like three times a day for coffee and cigarettes and whatnot) if he could buy "some of those marijuana cigarette rolling papers."

He went on to explain what brand and type he wanted and I know I can't possibly do this story justice here, internet, but when he said every customer in the store's eyes shot open and looked at him...man, you could feel it.

25 January 2010

oppressive

It was so warm in the lab last night, that we decided the word of the day would be 'oppressive,' since there was no better way to describe the heat.

In addition to being completely worn out and maybe a little sick after another weekend off and being dehydrated and overheated, I was running Enlive in tetra. Now really that's not so bad for a Sunday night, but there was only one filler the whole night. It was done processing with thirty-something percent in the steritank when I came in and with just the one filler, it was running about 4% an hour.

Watching that number tick down just slowly enough so I knew it wouldn't save me any work at all...pure torture.

22 January 2010

weekends off

Late last night the schedule came out for next week - I have the weekend off for the third time in a row.

KS makes the schedule. He is being nice to me because I complained and he realized he was screwing me over with all the Sundays off I was getting, and also because I stayed over to help one day last week when two 1st shift people called in.

The reaction, however, from MH was, "You have another weekend off? Did you sleep with KS?"

Ewwwww.

21 January 2010

rumors

When I left the lab for two minutes to get my audit, #1 told MH that he had heard a rumor that #3 has been telling people that he (#3) and I are "fucking."

MH set him straight on the subject (not in a million years, thank you very much) and of course (will guys ever learn?) told me the second I walked back in.

Understandably, I am more than a little perturbed that apparently there is this incredibly untrue rumor about my and the most personal details of my life floating around the plant.

The problem is that I don't know who to be mad at...if he is actually telling people that he and I are sleeping together, #3 would be the target of some pretty serious RC-wrath...the possibility exists, however, that #1 made this up just as a way of finding out from MH if there was anything going on between #3 and me.

Either way, I'm really insulted that #1 would ever think that I would so much as consider having sex with #3.

20 January 2010

unedited and disconnected

Occasionally, if nothing completely outlandish happens that I feel like I need to blog about, I'll jot down a note of something funny of some DK quote or something amazing Beavis says as a reminder.

Nothing completely outlandish happened last night, but here, completely unfiltered, is everything written on the back of my scrap paper:

-Reading PHX? Lucky you.
-Put it in your mouth.
-Think like a lab tech. (I might expand upon this another time, it is sort of important.)
-Vaginal flora.
-org2% PT2 67000 from PT2/CT1 (That's milk transfer info, but I said unedited.)
-Head injury/horrific car accident.

...

(wait for it...)

-Midget fritted glass bubbler.

19 January 2010

super Smitty sarcasm

Smitty is not sarcastic. Ever. Smitty is the sweetest, kindest, most innocent and wonderful person I know. She is a superhero, but she will not acknowledge this obvious fact.

Last night, she said something sarcastic. She didn't even mean it sarcastically, but it was brilliant nonetheless:

I was talking to #1 about the mess that had been made of the current pudding run and as usual, he let me know that if he had blended it, it would have been fine, but obviously no one else is as good as him.

When I went back to the lab, Smitty asked me something about the pudding and I said it was pretty messed up, because #1 didn't blend it.

Smitty goes, "Yeah, he takes pride in his work."

18 January 2010

not a drill

Obviously I didn't burn down the plant or anything, but the most ridiculous thing that happened last night was that I microwaved some VRB to plate my milk samples. When you use a bottle of agar, we have a hand torch that you're supposed to use to flame the edge of the bottle to sterilize it before you pour. I had just pulled the bottle out of the microwave - it was a little too hot to hold bare-handed.

I used a paper towel to hold the bottle. I used the torch on the bottle...

Apparently, paper is flammable.