I hate the parts of benchwork that rely on faith. I hate when I have to have faith in the presence of my invisible DNA pellet. I mean, it's always there. I say a prayer and add my Tris and hope that I'm putting my little droplet on the right part of my tube... and sure enough it works.
But I hate that electric little moment of silent prayer to God or the spaghetti monster or Lee Hartwell, or whoever it is that I'm praying to... just please let my invisble pellet be there.
I wish benchwork was always color-coded. Yellow and blue make green... yup! I got it right!
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