On working with the public
The public is a strange and wonderful, but occasionally foul, beastie. Of course it is probably human nature that the awful things stick in your brain. Like the man with his own personal stench cloud of eau de urinal that kindly left it behind for us at the library to 'enjoy' (which by the way, did not diserse for about ten minutes). Or the enterprising person that decided to hide their lunch in a display shelf. Once upon a time it was an 8-pack of sushi. This was quite some time ago. It had a generous coating of black fuzz, and also white, green, yellow and red moulds. The science geek in me was intrigued, while the rest of me was thinking 'ewwwwww'.