Thursday, November 20, 2008
One of the cool things about working with a bunch of researchers is finding out how weird their sense of humor really is.
You'd never know it from passing them casually in the hall and overhearing bits of conversation about MIPS and nanometers.
But in the Aisle 22, 1st floor gents, a contest of sorts appears to have taken place.
To be found, written in pencil, in the itty bitty grout lines of the wall tiles can be found gems - clues to this elusive geek humor.
"How grout thou art"
"I fish for grout"
"No grout about it"
and my personal favorite...
There. That's a minute of your life you'll never get back.