March 11th, 2552 Some Assembly Required
Tow Truck Driver/Lab Rat/mechanic’s apprentice/ – Katherine ‘ConV’ James Reporting
Fipps set the telescope up, but all we saw was yesterday’s news. Well, technically it was the day before yesterday’s news if what he’s telling me is right.
Let’s face it, the only part of relativity that I’ve ever worried about is my rotation and orientation relative to the object I’m landing on are constant and hopefully equal.
Fipps says it’s because I’m more interested in the practical aspect while he’s more about the theoretical. I say that theory is all well and good— but it doesn’t help you land safely then what’s the point?
He said that was exactly his point.
He has taken an interest in both flight and my ‘issue’ with the simulator. He says my brain is interesting, and I know he means it as a compliment but— who wants to be studied – I’d rather a guy find me interesting for me, but— well— classes the way they are on the ship, that’s not going to happen.
With extra time on the clock, and all the prep done for the day, I helped out in the lab. I did a lot of hauling and toting— which I’m qualified to do, and a little bit of prep work that I’m okay with supervision and then I got to do some design work where Fipps told me what he needed to change on a piece of equipment to get a better reading and then I came up with ways of adapting the equipment to do what he wanted.
It was kinda fun, in a nerdy kind of way. Hey, you take your fun where you can get it.