rbmcmjr said:
Sorry about that vitriolic response. I had just spent two hours in a public hearing listening to someone who assumed I was an idiot lecture me about the perils of plutonium (Pu238). The irony was that he knew less than your average high school senior and refused to listen to any explanations as to why he was wrong. Since the press was there, I stifled my urge to choke him senseless. You just happened to be the lucky recipient of my repressed anger.
I apologize. Please try not to hold it against me.
I also edited the original remark so I don't come across as a total jerk when this enters the big archive in the sky.
Rick - contritely
No problem whatsoever.
The last day of Grade 9 high school was almost as bad as your day. (I am not exagerating here) I had to spend four and a half hours in the gym watching and listening to the Grade 12s getting awards. The only problem was that the room was 34 degrees celsius (Sorry to my American friends, I do not know how to convert Celsius to F

). I couldn't fall asleep as a teacher was drifting between the rows, like a vulture, waiting to harrass the first unlucky soul she found falling asleep. Strangely, the local TV crew was their for the ceromony or I would have gone to the bathroom/ just left (They were blocking to door

). Anyways, I managed to stick it out for 4.5 hours until we were released from that Pit of Culcutta. It really was painful. At the end of it all I was a time bomb getting upset at everyone too. I am sure I came across that way here too. I will take this time to appologise for the way I undoubtedly sounded.
I find chemistry interesting and I do well in it, but lectures of any kind are not my style. In actuality, they are not that productive anyways. I don't know about you but my attention span only lasts about two hours if I am not interested. Then, it happens to in one ear and out the other.
KAAK, is right. As soon as I got home from the incident (see above) I went up to my safe, grabbed my EU-17 Magnum and went to the local conservation area (You all heard nothing

), and removed some trees, then split them into firewood. I chose dead ones as I want my children to enjoy nature and the wilderness as much as I do and I have to do my part if I expect others to.
Again, no worries.
