“I feel far better than yesterday.”
This noon, my roommate Mi-chan said to me.
I know why she said that, all because of our yesterday’s experiment. In that experiment, we had to use a plenty of organic solvents. One of them was ethyl acetate. Now, I want to say, to smell it only a little, and you will like its scent. However, I do not like its smell when its concentration gets higher—that makes me feel as if I get myself poisoned. Thanks for we only used a little ethyl acetate, so I had an easy experiment time.
But, Mi-chan was not as eased as me yesterday. She has a more sensitive olfaction than I do—at least she claims she is, hoverer. Therefore, in our whole lab-time, she was always complaining that she could not bear these smelly odors. When I said that I like the scent of low-concentration ethyl acetate, she had no words with me.
“So, I know…” I told her this noon, after she said that she was better, “say about genotype, yours like to be Lab(S), and mine must be Lab(R), because that you’re sensitive to lab-stuff and I’m resistant to them.”
As I said that, she laughed. “OK, maybe you’re right. You can try to clone this gene.”
“Sure, I’ll try if it’s true.”
And that is just another biology-associate joke.
This noon, my roommate Mi-chan said to me.
I know why she said that, all because of our yesterday’s experiment. In that experiment, we had to use a plenty of organic solvents. One of them was ethyl acetate. Now, I want to say, to smell it only a little, and you will like its scent. However, I do not like its smell when its concentration gets higher—that makes me feel as if I get myself poisoned. Thanks for we only used a little ethyl acetate, so I had an easy experiment time.
But, Mi-chan was not as eased as me yesterday. She has a more sensitive olfaction than I do—at least she claims she is, hoverer. Therefore, in our whole lab-time, she was always complaining that she could not bear these smelly odors. When I said that I like the scent of low-concentration ethyl acetate, she had no words with me.
“So, I know…” I told her this noon, after she said that she was better, “say about genotype, yours like to be Lab(S), and mine must be Lab(R), because that you’re sensitive to lab-stuff and I’m resistant to them.”
As I said that, she laughed. “OK, maybe you’re right. You can try to clone this gene.”
“Sure, I’ll try if it’s true.”
And that is just another biology-associate joke.