Yesterday, Cool Boss and I made a trip to a wastewater treatment plant to get some activated sludge (that's MLSS for my EVE friends) (or "poop soup" if you're CB). On the way back to the office, I got to sit in the back seat of the Matrix, next to the sludge, to make sure it didn't start foaming over (we were aerating it). Later that afternoon, we spent an hour looking for stopcock grease, which was made much more interesting by the fact that we are 12. And then our BPM came in to ask if we know about "relations" with another company. Hee!