I was annoyed, I’ll freely admit. I had pressing work I needed to finish before I left, corrections to the protocol I’d been helping write for the past two months that were due back to a supervisor by the end of the day, and she’d already wasted both my time and my boss’s.
She was a research assistant from another lab, wanting to borrow cells (yes, like the things that make up your body) from our lab. We couldn’t give them to her at the moment, but my boss told her that she was welcome to look at how many vials we had left so she would have full information when she made her official request. The assistant didn’t have any questions, so we pointed her toward the huge liquid nitrogen freezer and told her where to look.
In retrospect, she should have asked for help when she realized she didn’t know what she was doing. It’s easier (at least on the pride) to pretend to know what’s going on, that I’ll admit, but you don’t play with substances you don’t understand. Especially not substances that maintain a temperature of -320 degrees Fahrenheit. Read the rest of this entry »