Today’s Theatre

Ange (a PhD student) walks into the office where Tapio (a Postdoc) and myself (also a Postdoc) are already sitting.
Ange: “Hey, have you ever had the computer start beeping contantly.”
Tapio (a theoretician who doesn’t understand hardware): “It’s a bomb.”
Callum: “Is everything else working ?”
Ange: “I’ve tried rebooting, it still beeps.”
The party proceeds through to the lab where the offending computer resides. The computer is emitting the horribly familiar beeping of a machine with a stuck key. None of the keys are obviously stuck.
Ange: “I think I’ll go home, Niels can deal with it in the morning.”
Tapio (apropos of nothing): “You shouldn’t drink in the lab.”
Ange: “Did he tell you !”
Tapio: “Not really.”
At this point I’m confused.
Ange (explaining): “Some tea was spilt. Not by me, it was Niels!”
Niels is another postdoc and theoretically Ange’s boss. Things are becoming clearer now.
Callum: “We’ll have to rinse the keyboard out.”
Ange (who doesn’t want to break more than is already broken): “You can’t do that. It wasn’t a lot of tea.”
At this point I pick the keyboard up and turn it over to see if it’s easy to open up. Tea pours out all over the table.
Ange: “Oh. So that’s why Niels left so early.”