I have just returned from 6 days in the middle of nowhere trapped in a small house with my mother in law. Just when I thought my irritation level could not get higher, I entered the lab to discover that someone had blown something up in our balance.
People, I ask you, have I not suffered enough?
Last week, this balance was white, and the benchtop a solid brown. Now, there is a crater in the back of the balance, the interior is covered in burnt soot, and the benchtop has been irreparably singed. No attempt at cleanup seems to have been made.
Memo to the perpetrator: If you were not injured by this incident, feel free to swing by my bench, and I will injure you myself.
Let's use our heads, people. Work with air sensitive chemicals in a hood. Clean up after yourself. And if you blow up a piece of equipment, have the decency to bring it to someone's attention so that it can be dealt with appropriately.