(That's caffeine, in case your ferrous O-chem is oxidized.)
a snapshot from work today:
J: What's SM?
J: No, like... 'John Smith, SM?'
N: Super Man.
Me: Masters of Science.
N: No, that's MS.
Me: that's the american convention. SM is Scientiae Magister, or Master/Teacher of the Sciences.
J: ...how the hell do you know that?
Me: I minored in dead languages.
Thing I Have Learned Today:
- edamame is not food. (at least not when you prepare it thinking it's snow peas. even so...)
- people cannot follow simple, labelled, check-the-box order forms, but when it comes to needlessly confusingly complicated web interfaces, they're fine.
- if you call a small company to purchase gifts 18 business days before Christmas at 1045 am PST and get a machine, you need to a) take your happy pills before leaving your message or b) need stronger happy pills or c) maybe some industrial strength tranquilizers.*