I took the younger (relatively) of the Ladies from New York to dinner last evening. I had invited both she and her mother, but the elder wasn’t feeling up to it. We went to Rockne’s and she remarked how long it had been since she’d been there – we figured it must have 1996 or 1997. I congratulated her that she was “still kicking” and she replied that she had had some close calls. I reassured her that she was “too stubborn” and she laughed.
This morning as I got into the office, one of my co-workers reported that I had just missed the bio-hazard crew. Apparently, a custodian had reported “a trashcan full of needles” to the Health and Safety office. He was mystified and sent them on their way, but I correctly deduced what had happened.
Our student assistant is diabetic and sure enough, he had carefully capped a used needle and disposed of it in the trashcan at his desk. Hardly “full of needles”, but still apparently enough to freak everyone out.
I called Health and Safety and reported what had happened – and asked for the correct disposal procedure. Before we could implement anything, the building coordinator stopped by and told us there was a sharps container in the building already. I updated our student via email and we should be fine. Still, bio-hazard? Must be a Thursday.
I got out into the sunshine at lunchtime and got some really excellent sushi. I sat out in the sun, wielded my chopsticks like a pro (I know, you aren’t really supposed to eat sushi with chopsticks but it’s fun), and ate a fresh pear on my way to the bank.
The bank tellers are always friendly – must be some kind of gas they pump into the building – and I was on my way in no time.
I’m hoping the rest of the afternoon goes as smoothly.