One fine day...

Sunshine was graciously abundant today. It was the kind of day that made you dreamy, delirious and almost convinced humans were once born in fire, delighted by its passionate warmth. So there I was, walking my usual 15min walk to lab 4pm on a 'silver dust lane'.

And it was also one of the strange days for no reason at all I attracted perverts and commoner-looking passers-by who attempted to flirt with me saying 'how ye doing', 'pretty warm eh?'. Usually I walked straight on keeping a stern face and wished they stopped trailing me but today I politely replied 'pretty good' and must have smiled wryly.

Someone's already in lab when I walked in the door. He's a new-comer who sadly doesn't win favors from the ladies. It all started the day our prof invited him over for an interview. Wanyi disliked him at first sight (talking about 'love at first sight', there you have 'disgust at first sight' just to complete the picture). She hated the way he walked with back slightly hunched, the way he talked mumbling under his breadth and slurring his speech, or the way he bothered her with questions he could've researched on his own. Nothing about him is right. There isn't strictly an 'anarchy' system officially established here, but Wanyi being the head of gossip and loud-speaker has a profound influence on the way things should go in the lab. She never stopped complaining about the guy and soon everybody held a distance from him. Even if there IS some inherent unlikable aspect in him, it gets amplified and exaggerated to a super unwelcomable extent which almost calls for basic sympathy, from me at least.

I side-tracked. The guy goes by surname 'Gong' but our prof pronounces it 'Gone'. One day prof said he was going downstairs to fetch a coke and asked Gong to wait for him. When prof came back, Gong wasn't there anymore. In dismay prof shouted across the room 'Where's Gong?!' (Where's Gone? the way he said it.) Evaylo, the taciturn, replied 'He's gone.' I never knew Evaylo had such a warped humor before. We got the pun and laughed hysterically.

So today when I was pipetting loading buffer into the tube, Gone extended a hand across the shelf and asked me 'Do you know what it is?'. I inched closer and saw what closely resembled mouse shit residing at the bottom of an Eppendorf tube. 'No...' (but it looks like mouse shit) Before I could voice my hesitation in bracket, he told me it was roach's egg which could give you a lovely cockroach, and asked me whether I'd like to take it home and see the whole developmental process. On top of that he advised me to poke a hole or flip open the cover now and then to give it enough oxygen. Taking it home was obviously way beyond my sensibility but I agreed to stick the tube on lab shelf and promised to watch its growth. What a weird day.

Am reading a book titled 'No Logo'. I remember we used an excerpt for general paper back in junior college. If you want to know more about globalization the underworld of corporate expansion, this would be a good read.

A funny excerpt on the title itself
The title No Logo is not meant to be read as a literal slogan (as in No More Logos!), or a post-logo logo (there is already a No Logo clothing line, or so I'm told). Rather, it is an attempt to capture an anticorporate attitutde I see emerging among many young activists. This book is hinged on a simple hypothesis: that as more people discover the brand-name secrets of the global logo web, their outrage will fuel the next big political movement, a vast wave of opposition squarely targeting transnational corporations, pariticularly those with very high name-brand recognition.



From Wiki:
No Logo: Taking Aim at the Brand Bullies is a book by Canadian journalist Naomi Klein. First published by Knopf Canada in January 2000, shortly after the Seattle protests had generated media attention around such issues, it became one of the most influential books about the anti-globalization movement and an international bestseller.

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