Not sure if laughing at oneself's idiocy counts as a laugh
I would say yes; on that note...
Yesterday on
Andux's Awkward Anxiety Academic Adventures:
I should have known what sort of day it was going to be the moment I woke up; I dreamt that I got in a fight with my Bio prof over
my paper, and ended up headbutting my bedside table.
I end up going in to class with a mild headache and an angry red mark on my forehead (close enough to my hairline that my hair falls over it; nobody seems to notice it). Fridays are Applied Chem lab, and this is the last lab of the semester; out of a class of (supposedly) 3 students, I'm the only one to show up. This time, we're doing something a little different; a worksheet (rather than something from the lab manual) with instructions to record observations of four experiments (each conducted in a test tube):
- Thermal decomposition of wood
- Thermal decomposition of sugar
- Reaction of sugar with sulfuric acid
- Reaction of zinc metal with a CuSO4 solution
After finishing the first three experiments, I set up the fourth; I note down some initial observations (aqueous
blue vitriol is blue; who'da thunk it?), and then--since this reaction is supposed to take a few minutes to get going--I start cleaning out the test tubes from the other experiments.
Me: *
cleaning tube 1* .o{
Brushie brushie brushie. Wow, this smoke residue is really tough to get off. Maybe I should just set this one aside for now, get back to it after I'm all done.} *
sets tube beside sink*
Tube 1: .o{
At last, freedom! YOLO, bitches!!} *
rolls into sink, landing with a CRACK*
Me: "
Crap." *
guilty look at teacher, who seems not to have noticed*
.o{
Well, that's coming out of my tuition. At least I don't have to worry about cleaning it now. On to the next one.} *
begins cleaning tube 2* .o{
Brushie brushie brushie. Man, this guy's super crusty.}
Tube 2: .o{
Your mom is super crusty, asshole. Wait, is that Steve down there? STEVE! STEVE!! YOU OKAY, BUDDY?}
Tube 1: .o{
Ugh... Barry? *cough cough* Is that you? T-tell my wife... I always... loved... her sister....}
Tube 2: .o{
Steve? Come on, stay with me, buddy! Steve! ... Don't leave me like this, bro! WAKE UP! ... STEVE! ... NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!} *
slips from my hands, shattering loudly*
Me: .o{
This is why college is so expensive.}
Teacher: "Did that break?"
Me: *
sigh* "Yeah. I think I killed two of 'em."
He directs me to get some gloves and toss the bits in the glass waste bin. I manage to finish up and clean the remaining tubes without incident.
Moral of the story: Do not science with a head injury.
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