My colleague and I were helping a grad student extract DNA from her samples. All sophisticated equipments around, gloved hands, lab coated and hair tucked behind. We even look like scientists.
We overheard her boss discussing how it was extremely difficult to get PCR products out of ..faeces. Saara whispered "OMG., is it really poop?" I did not even want to know. "Which animal is it?" she inquired. "Goeldi's" came the dignified reply. "Its a monkey". Saara said ironing out my forehead creases. "Its a south Amercian monkey, found in Peru. It is an endangered species, so we can't afford blood or skin samples. He is very pretty you know, and we are trying to find out the environmental concern that is leading to its extinction. Isnt it exciting?"
But its still poop right? Now is the only time I am proud that I work with fungal rots on plants.
Out of context here, but I just connected it to Sid saying "Why am I the poop checker?". I love ice age.
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