I love potato chips because they are salty, crispy, and oh so satisfying. Duh. Now, as to why I love engineers, or rather, working with engineers. If I didn’t work with engineers, what is the likelihood that I would have viewed Mercury in its path across the sun on this very day Would anybody have brought a solarscope in to the office Methinks the chances are slim. How fascinating! This experience has made my day!
I hope my little one becomes interested in astronomy. I recently went on a quest for a planetarium of sorts. I wanted a night light that projects a night sky on his ceiling, so we could look up and talk about it while he drifts off to sleep. I didn’t find much of anything with any sort of decent customer reviews. There was a turtle toy with a shell that had little perforations in it, that supposedly projected a night sky when lit, but it seemed a little meh. Instead, I gave up the quest and got a multicolored LED nightlight that slowly changes colors, from red to green to blue to violet and back again. It’s a hit, but it casts an eery shape on the wall, reminiscent of a horned devil, and nearly no imagination at all is needed to get spooked during the red rotation. I’m not so fond of this night light.
Oh yes. I nearly forgot. Another reason why I love working with engineers. Some of the old timers were wondering about the new person we are getting this week. New to their group, not new to the company.
I wonder how old she is, said one.
(What does it matter ) About my age, says I. (I know of her, from days gone by. There aren’t so many women engineers around, so the names are easily remembered.)
Twenties, then said they.
God BLESS them!
Forties, said I.
I love them dearly, yes I do.
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