Universe, i hear you laughing

so...i go to work in my scrub clothes since it's dissecting day. I get aqueous humor (that's eyeball juice) on my scrubs (which is why i wear them) thank you clumsy students.

Next lab - i do NOT know what other profs do to the tv/vcr combo but they manage to screw it up so bad it won't play. Improvise lab by pulling it out the butt and letting everyone go home early. It makes them happy.

Nearly go home myself only to get stopped just in time to go to a very important meeting that I forgot about. We're part of a grant to help work with elementary teachers to pump up the math/science aptitude. The sky lets go on the walk over there and i'm drenched. Well, one of the workshoppers realizes all the STEM teachers are there (science, tech, engineering & math) and insists on a photo for the PAPER.

Great. Hair plastered to my head. Long day already. Eyeball stains and I'm wearing a hot pink punk tinkerbell scrub shirt. Please, someone kill me.