For about thirty minutes this afternoon, I escaped lab. Now this is not what you think it is. I was in the middle of one of those steps in an experiment where you had to wait for some time before proceeding. So I took the opportunity to drop stuff off (not the story--I did that yesterday, nor taxes--I did that two weeks ago, these were boring bills) at the post office.
If you ever look at the campus map, you'll notice that all the biology buildings and the medical school are situated at the very back. Of course, there's a shuttle that comes by every so often that could get you to the post office, but waiting would take as long as walking. And besides, I needed the exercise.
I took the main road that passed the chemistry building, two churches, and a frat house that terminated at The Green, which is exactly what it sounds like, a vast green lawn. I was grouchy when I saw all the students decked in their summer finery and sprawled out on the grass doing nothing. I never remembered being that un-busy in the day and in the middle of the week when I was an undergrad.
The weather, however, gave these unproductive students their comeuppance better than I ever could--because when I came back from the post office, I overheard a girl complain about sunburn.
