Shitty day at work. The mass-spec is being a bitch and needs to be serviced again. The thing is, the damn thing's had so much repair done in the past couple of months --repairs I've authorized-- that the people upstairs have begun to notice. "What's this $4500 (bill) for again?" and "What about this $5000?" and etc, as if it's my fault it's falling apart. And then there's the new mass-spec from Thermo Elemental... it's such a piece of shit it makes me want to kill their engineer. He's been installing it for the past four fucking weeks! Four! Jesus Christ, a trained monkey could install a dozen mass-specs in that time. And guess who gets asked "Is the new machine running yet?" every day? Go on, just guess. I want to KILL people.