Office rearrangement. We are all to be moved into newly-ensmallified cubicles (yes, and our red Swingline staplers are to be taken away), with the lab rats getting moved into tiny stalls altogether. Better than lots of open space where the downsized former coworkers used to live. I will take the opportunity to get away from the more stentorian molecular biologists---inverse square is my friend---and hope they don't move in the same direction.
I have decided that it must be a rite of passage among mol-bios to set off a firecracker in each ear when they graduate.
"Here's your diploma, and here's your firecracker!"
(BANG!)
"WHAT?"
Either that, or an inordinate number of them used to shoot mortars when they were younger.
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