Make that the second most trusted name in lab banking...

I proudly announced in my previous post that I had apparently surpassed a particular threshold of trustworthiness at my new job and had been named official lab banker.

It must have been all of the sweet science bling that coincidentally appeared on my bench that raised suspicions, because my title was soon after adjusted to official lab co-banker. Moreover, I have been relegated to the much less glamorous aspect of financial management: bookeeeping. The other co-banker is in charge of actually managing our collective assets.


...now how am I ever going to pay for this gold-plated pipette?

Super Baby

Today is the day that I predicted my coworker would have her baby. If I am correct, I'll get exclusive nicknaming rights.

Once I receive official notification of my victory, I'm considering the possibility of yielding my baby-dubbing privileges to a corporate sponsor as a way to bring in a few extra dollars during a season of semi-unanticipated excessive spending (new windows, new computer).

If any rich business tycoons or Fortune500-type folks are reading this, please send your best offer. The moniker selection will be awarded to the highest bidder. For the right price, you can purchase a lifetime advertisement in Baby Nike, Baby Google, or Baby Exxon Mobil.

Ransom

I recently received this threatening letter and the accompanying picture with instructions to post it in my blog.

I thought it best to comply. I'm confident this means something to one of my readers.






Sounds like this guy means business. I'd take his demands seriously.

(with thanks to http://www.adamthedog.com/random/ransom.php)