More inappropriate lab attire

The Doktah, as you know by now, sometimes wore unexpected things to the lab. And, as you may not know, The Doktah can sometimes become obsessed with the oddest things. At one point, she decided she had to have some roller skates. Not roller blades, mind you. Roller skates. Roller skates were the one thing missing from her life; the one thing which would bestow true meaning upon her existence. And so she went with Jersey Girl to New Jersey to get a pair that was on sale.

But here’s the thing. In order to go roller skating, one must leave the lab for an extended period of time; say, three hours at least. This, The Doktah could not bring herself to do. “What? Go outside to enjoy the pleasure of fresh air and sun and nature when I could do another experiment instead?” she would say. (The Doktah was a better grad student than I was.)

I’m being a bit hard on The Doktah, though. She also didn’t want to go out roller skating because she was pretty bad at it, and she didn’t want to get hurt. So The Doktah decided the best and most time-efficient solution (The Doktah is nothing if not efficient) would be to wear roller skates at the lab. Yes, The Doktah, who is a brilliant scientist but sometimes lacks common sense, decided that the safest course of action would be to practice roller skating in an overcrowded, oddly laid-out laboratory packed with sharp corners, and objects – not to mention fragile, expensive equipment and dangerous chemicals, and which lacked clear paths of any kind.

These are the kinds of things you can’t get away with in industry.