Methylene Blue
So i love how no matter what, i never keep my promise to write in this thing everyday.... i just am a failure when it comes to things like that....
so here's the deal, I was in my AP Bio class yesterday and we were doing some stupid microscopy lab, really easy microscope work that took FOREVER for reasons unknown, and my teacher warned us that the Methylene Blue was ridiculously concentrated. In a effort to be careful I attempted to use a small amount, because how much do you really need to stain cheek cells? Well after i used it my teacher decided that it was time to dilute the stain.
since the stain was already at my table, or some of the containers of stain, she decided to dilute it there. no big deal, right?
WRONG
when using the distilled water to dilute the stain, she squeezed the bottle too much and it exploded, all over her hand. Obviously with my luck some of the stain gets on me. It wasn't too bad though, no bigger then a pencil eraser, and another one which was about the size of the clicky part of a pen (xD). Well she FLIPPED OUT! She was apologizing, she offered to replace the sweatshirt, she offered to get it professionally cleaned, she tried to clean it with peroxide. IT WAS SO FUNNY!!! the entire time i'm sitting there looking at her saying how much it really doesn't matter.
i mean lets face it, i'm short. i have tiny arms, the sleeves were too big to begin with, plus IT'S TWO DOTS! Sure it was a Dartmouth sweatshirt, but really i mean it's not like it was some designer piece that was one of a kind......
so here's the kicker. i walk into class today, and what am i presented with?
A BRAND NEW SWEATSHIRT.
people are funny.
so here's the deal, I was in my AP Bio class yesterday and we were doing some stupid microscopy lab, really easy microscope work that took FOREVER for reasons unknown, and my teacher warned us that the Methylene Blue was ridiculously concentrated. In a effort to be careful I attempted to use a small amount, because how much do you really need to stain cheek cells? Well after i used it my teacher decided that it was time to dilute the stain.
since the stain was already at my table, or some of the containers of stain, she decided to dilute it there. no big deal, right?
WRONG
when using the distilled water to dilute the stain, she squeezed the bottle too much and it exploded, all over her hand. Obviously with my luck some of the stain gets on me. It wasn't too bad though, no bigger then a pencil eraser, and another one which was about the size of the clicky part of a pen (xD). Well she FLIPPED OUT! She was apologizing, she offered to replace the sweatshirt, she offered to get it professionally cleaned, she tried to clean it with peroxide. IT WAS SO FUNNY!!! the entire time i'm sitting there looking at her saying how much it really doesn't matter.
i mean lets face it, i'm short. i have tiny arms, the sleeves were too big to begin with, plus IT'S TWO DOTS! Sure it was a Dartmouth sweatshirt, but really i mean it's not like it was some designer piece that was one of a kind......
so here's the kicker. i walk into class today, and what am i presented with?
A BRAND NEW SWEATSHIRT.
people are funny.