I didn’t complain for a while about earthquakes, and then I wrote a post about it again. Similarly I also didn’t complain about Ian for while, so here another example of our day to day conversations.
I have been grinding my soil samples the last weeks (because some analyses have to be performed on ground soils). This is a very stupid task, to say the least, and because it is very dusty, a soils lab usually has a special grinding room for this. At my current workplace, they took this very serious, and put the grinding machine in a shed between the actual office/lab buildings and the greenhouses. It is officially called “the grinding shed”.
When I started grinding, I thought I would never again emerge from the grinding shed. The mount of samples seemed insurmountable. But sometimes I had to resurface to the real world, to get more samples, to use the bathroom, or eat something other than soil. In such moments Ian would materialize and ramble about his great discoveries and/or the paper we’re writing. At some point though, he mentioned a student that was coming to do her Msc thesis with him.
Ian: we’ll go out into the field such and such week, it would be great if you could come too
Nina: I have to grind my samples
Ian: Mmm… how about you come out to the field one day, and the student helps you one day with grinding?
Nina: mmm… (because in fact, I just didn’t want to go out to the field with him)
Ian: It’ll be great for the student too! She’ll gain lab experience!
Nina: LAB experience?! It’s not a LAB, it’s a SHED!
Ian: oooh Nina, not so bitter, not so bitter…
Now, the student is here, and they’re going out to the field tomorrow.
Ian: Nina, come over please, I want to introduce you to the student. Student, this is Nina, Nina this is the student
Student: Hi nice to meet you!
Ian: Now Nina, DON’T tell her you don’t want to drive with me!
Nina (confused from all the lab work): don’t tell her … don’t drive … don’t …????
Student: ????
Ian: remember you yelled at me you never wanted to drive with me again?
Whole guest/student room: WHAT? NINA DOESN’T WANT TO DRIVE WITH IAN?? WHY???
Ian to others: we were in this 4wd and blablabla
Nina to student: Ehm, well, you know, as long as it is no 4wd, you’ll be right, don’t worry …
Student: … haha … ok … well … nice to meet you …
I have been grinding my soil samples the last weeks (because some analyses have to be performed on ground soils). This is a very stupid task, to say the least, and because it is very dusty, a soils lab usually has a special grinding room for this. At my current workplace, they took this very serious, and put the grinding machine in a shed between the actual office/lab buildings and the greenhouses. It is officially called “the grinding shed”.
When I started grinding, I thought I would never again emerge from the grinding shed. The mount of samples seemed insurmountable. But sometimes I had to resurface to the real world, to get more samples, to use the bathroom, or eat something other than soil. In such moments Ian would materialize and ramble about his great discoveries and/or the paper we’re writing. At some point though, he mentioned a student that was coming to do her Msc thesis with him.
Ian: we’ll go out into the field such and such week, it would be great if you could come too
Nina: I have to grind my samples
Ian: Mmm… how about you come out to the field one day, and the student helps you one day with grinding?
Nina: mmm… (because in fact, I just didn’t want to go out to the field with him)
Ian: It’ll be great for the student too! She’ll gain lab experience!
Nina: LAB experience?! It’s not a LAB, it’s a SHED!
Ian: oooh Nina, not so bitter, not so bitter…
Now, the student is here, and they’re going out to the field tomorrow.
Ian: Nina, come over please, I want to introduce you to the student. Student, this is Nina, Nina this is the student
Student: Hi nice to meet you!
Ian: Now Nina, DON’T tell her you don’t want to drive with me!
Nina (confused from all the lab work): don’t tell her … don’t drive … don’t …????
Student: ????
Ian: remember you yelled at me you never wanted to drive with me again?
Whole guest/student room: WHAT? NINA DOESN’T WANT TO DRIVE WITH IAN?? WHY???
Ian to others: we were in this 4wd and blablabla
Nina to student: Ehm, well, you know, as long as it is no 4wd, you’ll be right, don’t worry …
Student: … haha … ok … well … nice to meet you …
