Life of a former witch

I've outgrown my wicked witch of the west ways. Reflections of life afterwards, living in the desert with two cats, friends, family, and my hot and cold love life.

Friday, May 27, 2005

The sensitive nature of research...

Working in the department of Microbiology and Immunology, we have faculty that study the spectrum of the field. Because of the "sensitive" nature of some of the work that goes on in this building, we are techinally a "secure" building. During the day, this is relaxed somewhat so that people working in the research building next door and the hospital can come in to our building. This is convienent for delivery purposes, but we also have a room with tables and chairs for eating (which is lot nicer and quieter than the cafeteria).

I don't know if random nurse who sits in this room for lunch knows what goes on down the hall, but I'm sure s/he will not be too terribly offended if s/he catches a glance while visiting.

All this babbling has a point - we have to do our prep work in a room three doors down from the "main" lab. This involves transferring relevant dishes and plates down the main hall. When I was transferring to the prep room, there were two kids in the common room. The girl smiled and waved, and I quickly tried to cover what was on my tray. She resumed her activity.

I understand that with school out now, that someone probably couldn't find a sitter for whatever reason. But I don't know how aware they are as to what goes on. I don't even know who these kids belong to because I haven't seen an adult in that room all morning. It makes me a little nervous, but for now, the kids seem content with whatever it is they're doing. I just hope they don't get curious and see what's going on down the hall...

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