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Hehe, this LJ maintenance post sounds like it was written by jacksonpublick. Or possibly Dean Venture.

Yesterday I was out on a very small inspection job right next to a preschool. A big fluffy cat kept slinking about and staring at me: I was scary but also very very interesting. Maybe the preschoolers thought so too... At least my bright orange work clothes must have signalled I wasn't there to perv at the kids, 'cause I wasn't accosted by anyone. Nearly fell off a cliff, though, just like I had dreamed the other night. On another night I dreamed Obama had pressed the red button too -- let's hope that was just pure fantasy!

The job also entailed measuring gamma ray emissions from the rock. When I borrowed the instrument at SGU, I said how all the rock we've examined so far was of lower activity than even the nearby asphalt. Until now! This time I came across the infamous RA granite, woo, and I thought the instrument was faulty when I had to turn back the indicator know two notches to make the needle come away from the end of the scale. Fun. And this is where they have a preschool...

Yes, I think my job is fun. Sometimes I wax a little eloquent about it. Too much so, apparently, since I then get remarks like "how can that be so fun" -- but I don't care! If others don't like their jobs, too bad! Or as the local geeks say, "Syyyyyyyynd."

P.S.
Is it really engineeringly impossible to create a low-decibel bus engine?
D.S.