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Feb. 20th, 2008 02:09 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
meanfreepathRyan had wanted a 2-axis stage on my holography apparatus. This required some new standoffs which I designed yesterday; I had to base my design off my notebook and drawings in the computer because he was using the apparatus, and I thus could not break it down and check certain measurements.
It was a long morning in the shop... I got in around 9:15 and finished cleaning up in time for a very late lunch at 2:30. This evening I discovered that I needed to make some tricky modifications to another part and managed to do that successfully. By the time I had cleaned everything and was assembling, it was around 1 am.
And then I discovered that the standoffs were too short. I checked my drawings. I looked at my notebook. And then I picked up the part they were replacing and checked with the calipers... it turned out that I had based my design on an out-of-date, incorrect entry.
I was furious. I happened to be sitting on the couch in the lab office when I figured this out, and throwing my head back in fury managed to strike my head hard against the corner of a doorframe. I cursed. I punched the couch. I even threw my lab notebook across the office. More than a day's worth of work in crunch time, more or less completely wasted. I honestly can't remember the last time I was as angry as I was.
Back at it tomorrow, I suppose... all I've got to show for the evening's adventures is a lump on my head.
It was a long morning in the shop... I got in around 9:15 and finished cleaning up in time for a very late lunch at 2:30. This evening I discovered that I needed to make some tricky modifications to another part and managed to do that successfully. By the time I had cleaned everything and was assembling, it was around 1 am.
And then I discovered that the standoffs were too short. I checked my drawings. I looked at my notebook. And then I picked up the part they were replacing and checked with the calipers... it turned out that I had based my design on an out-of-date, incorrect entry.
I was furious. I happened to be sitting on the couch in the lab office when I figured this out, and throwing my head back in fury managed to strike my head hard against the corner of a doorframe. I cursed. I punched the couch. I even threw my lab notebook across the office. More than a day's worth of work in crunch time, more or less completely wasted. I honestly can't remember the last time I was as angry as I was.
Back at it tomorrow, I suppose... all I've got to show for the evening's adventures is a lump on my head.
