Head of Facilities

by bouguesie

Sheesh, the way these scientists bitch you’d think they consider construction to a field more complicated than quantum physics.  Apparently they don’t realize you can’t put these kinds of things together in a day.   All day long I get calls from these Ph.D’s in this in that complaining that their offices or labs haven’t been built.  Seriously, anybody else would be glad to be getting paid to do nothing, but no, not these people.   Shit, I’d love it. I’d be going all over Europe, take a cruise, see the world.  No, these pinheads just want to sit in some artificially lighted concrete box and peruse through some journal.  Where did we find these guys?

Dr. Proletariat is the worst; mainly because I’m actually obliged to have to listen to him.  I have a feeling he hates our weekly meetings as much as I do.  I can only imagine that they bitch at him twice as much as me.  In fact, I think he’s actually taken up working in a closet so that they can’t find him.  I don’t even understand why we even let half these people on the premises.  There’s nothing for them to do yet.  It’ll be at least six months before any lab will be operational for anything.  Dr. Prole won’t even consider having any of the glassware delivered from the warehouses until we’re at least done with excavation and blasting projects.

We’ve got to get the perimeter security and the housing units in before any actual biological work can be started. I don’t know why people would be in such a hurry to spend weeks at a time here.  Current safety procedures have people staying in the isolation housing for at least a week before they can leave the premises.  Well, it’s not exactly isolation.  Basically a separate apartment complex were they stay so we know they aren’t actually infected with anything.

I think that I may just find me a closet as well.

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