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Monthly Archives: September 2013

Yaris is a very mellow dog.  Yes, she does have her moments when she’s terribly excited and will tear around the house or whatever in her excitement.  Yes, she does forcibly unpack her bags in excitement when I come and collect her from our neighbor, who is so very kind to dog sit for me when I’m away.  Yes, when Yaris forcibly unpacks her bag—really it’s just one, I don’t know why I said it was plural before, I dedicated the KPCC tote bag for her things—when I pick her up from our neighbor’s house it’s really counterproductive because she’s excited to see me and to go home but now she can’t go home because I have to pack her bag again.  But overall, Yaris is a pretty mellow dog.

So really, I shouldn’t have been surprised when she did this.  Well, actually I wasn’t.

Hmm, no.  I’m not going to show you what she did just yet.  First, I’m going to tell you about Mishka.

You know who Mishka is right?  Mishka is the talking husky.  Here, I’ll show you.

Mishka is an exceptionally vocal husky.  She also has her own youtube channel, which can make for fun times if you have a dog of your own.

Thus, my brother sent me this not too long ago.

That’s a video of Noushka reacting to a Mishka video.  I figure my bro sent me the clip because Noushka is a GSD, like Yaris, and she seemed really confused by Mishka’s talking.  Or really she’s probably just trying to make sense of all the noise.  Or possibly, she’s trying to figure out where the sound is coming from.  No one seems to really know.  But anyway, it’s fun to watch and to speculate what head-tilting dogs are thinking.

And so, I thought maybe Yaris would do something similar.  And since my bro so nicely sent me the video, I figured I would just play it for Yaris and see what kind of reaction I’d get.

Now, I say that I thought maybe Yaris would do something similar, but…I don’t think I really did.  Because one time, Yaris and I went into a Petco to find her a new harness because she nearly chewed through her old one in a fit of anxiety (this was close to the time when my neighbor first started dog sitting for me and before Yaris developed a close relationship with my neighbor’s son who relieved her of some of her anxiety from me leaving her with then-strangers).

Well, we walked into the Petco and they were having an adoption event for small, stupid, yappy, noisy dogs.  And true to form, the moment we walked in, the small, stupid, yappy, noisy dogs started to be yappy and noisy (because they are already and were always small and stupid, they don’t suddenly become that way when someone walks into Petco).  Yaris, on the other hand, completely ignored them unlike many other dogs who were stirred into a frenzy and barked at all the noise coming from the entrance of the store.  All the dog handlers and Petco employees were duly impressed with Yaris’ mellowness in the face of annoying, small, stupid, yappy, noisy dogs.

Can you tell I don’t like small dogs?  I’m not sure if I made that clear.  ANYWAY…

With this as the background, I wasn’t really expecting a lot of reaction from Yaris as she heard another dog howling.  I mean, she can’t see or smell this other dog.  She can only hear the other dog.  This pales in comparison with the plethora of annoying, small, stupid, yappy, noisy dogs that she could hear and see and smell and did not react to.

So without further ado…here’s her response to the video I played for her.

Except that I don’t.

Weird, huh?

So, as you know, I’ve been working over at Clib.  In particular, I’ve been helping out with their facility expansion.  Not so much helping them build in the physical building, although that probably would have been fun.  No, I’ve been helping out more with the controls and automation side of their facility expansion.  You know, the engineer-y stuff.

So anyway, things have been coming along.  It’s the typical push and shove world of working for a client.  But now, we’re getting closer to the end of the project.  The physical building has been completed and no longer has the “under construction” status.

That’s nice.  Because when it was supposedly “under construction” (and it had been a finished building for months while it was still “under construction”), I had to wear a high visibility vest, a hard hat, safety glasses, and steel toed boots.  Steel toed boots weren’t a problem.  I normally wear them anyway.  But the high visibility vest, hard hat, and safety glasses were annoying.  Especially when I wasn’t doing anything more than looking at a computer screen and sometimes poking my hands into an electrical panel (which has its own safety gear requirements, but we’ll talk about that some other time).  I was the safest computer user ever, guys.  EVAR.

Anyway, to continue, the building is no longer “under construction.”  PPE requirements have been dropped down to just safety glasses and steel toed boots.  Ok, I can live with that.  The glasses are still annoying.  But now that we’re getting closer to the end of the project, Clib wants to take the facility to GMP.  That means…gowning.

I hate gowning.  I really do.  It’s the worst.  I dislike everything about it.  I dislike the sticky mats, the gloves, the coveralls (or whatever is necessary for the area you’re in), the shoe covers, the bouffant caps.  Ugh.  Everything about it is terrible.  And now, I have to show Clib that I know how to do it.  I have to show them I know how to dress myself.

Because I’m considered a temp employee at Clib, as all long term contractors are, I get to be enrolled in all these lovely and fun training sessions.  And I’m held accountable for them too.  Such as training and then testing for gowning.  And for some reason, they’re holding us accountable for the most difficult gowning process of all.   Gowning for aseptic areas.

Gowning for aseptic areas is all kinds of complicated.  You have to be careful not to shed particulate everywhere, because humans are always shedding things like dead skin and saliva.  And you have to be careful not to contaminate anything.  So what does that mean for me?  Here’s the break down.

  • Change into green scrubs, because street clothes are not allowed in the clean corridors.
  • Don first pair of shoe covers to enter room to grab blue scrubs.
  • Sanitize hands.
  • Grab blue scrubs.
  • Sanitize hands.
  • Change into blue scrubs making sure they never touch the floor.
  • Don two pairs of bouffant caps.  You aren’t required to wear two.  I do because I have so much hair.  It’s easier to wear two.
  • Sanitize hands.
  • Don second pair of shoe covers to enter hallway.
  • Don third pair of shoe covers to enter glove room.
  • Wash hands.
  • Don first pair of gloves using aseptic method.  Basically this means you can’t touch the outside of the gloves with your bare hands at any time.  You also have to make sure that the outside of your gloves never touch anything else on you.
  • Don second pair of gloves using aseptic method.  It can be kind of difficult to put a pair of latex gloves on over latex gloves.  And these don’t have powder either.  Remember what I said about particulate.
  • Enter gowning room making sure your hands touch as few things as possible.
  • Grab hood.
  • Don hood using aseptic method.  This is hard for me because of my aforementioned hair.
  • Grab mask.
  • Don mask using aseptic method.  This is still hard because remember that I’m wearing two pairs of gloves.  I can’t feel the strings.  And you can’t let the strings touch your body, so you’re constantly leaning forward.  This makes the mirror they provide for you kind of useless.
  • Grab coveralls.
  • Don coveralls using aseptic method.  Nothing can ever touch the floor.  Ever.  EVAR.
  • Grab overboots.
  • Don overboots using aseptic method.
  • Grab third pair of gloves.
  • Take off second pair of gloves.
  • Don third pair of gloves using aseptic method.
  • Pinch in nose piece on mask using knuckles.
  • Grab sterile goggles.
  • Don goggles making sure there is no bare skin anywhere.
  • Now you now worthy to enter the sterile area!  Huzzah!

Do you not see how ridiculous this is?  DO YOU??

And, you have to demonstrate that you can do this three separate times to Clib before you’re deemed competent enough to dress yourself.  After you go through that whole procedure, they take plates of strategic areas of your whole getup to see if you contaminated anything.  If you fail any of the tests, you have to do another two and pass, otherwise this just continues forever.  Or maybe they fire you because you’re too stupid to dress yourself.  I don’t know yet.  As of time of writing, I’ve only completed two tests.  And I’m pretty sure I failed my second test.  It was almost comically disastrous, the way that test went (because of the hair, it’s always because of the hair).  I won’t know until 120hr after my third test though.  The plates need to incubate for that long.  Then I’ll know how many more times I’ll have to try and prove to Clib that I know how to dress myself.