Last night I dreamed that all the first-years in my department were assigned to slice hard-boiled eggs all afternoon. (I think the dream was inspired by this.) I tried to do something different, or at least take my eggs outside, but was handed an egg-slicing instruction sheet and told sternly, "It's very important that these eggs be sliced correctly and uniformly. We'll need to check in with you from time to time, so stay in this room." So I sliced and sliced.
Not that this has anything to do with my real job.
Wednesday, 6 May 2009
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