Unlike my adviser, who will come to the office early on Saturday mornings, I prefer to work in the evenings and occasionally return to the office after dinner. Either way, the building is closed to the public after hours and one needs to be affiliated with the department to enter.
The IPPP has a very curious door key system which requires an ID card to go both ways, i.e. to enter and to leave the building. This can actually be helpful, since one is less likely to leave their ID card in the office.
However, it will also occasionally trap a conference visitor who has stayed in the building after the doors lock. (There are plenty of conferences in Durham.) This inevitably leads to some wandering around and hoping that someone else is in the building with a card key.
This evening I was that someone else. (Though I was surprised that the postdoc across the hall wasn’t around.) Two conference attendees were the last to leave the building after some post-dinner refreshments. As I happily walked to the front door to swipe my card key, they sheepishly thanked me and looked embarassingly at the stash of leftover sweets they were taking back to their rooms. “Er, just taking some leftovers … there’s more upstairs,” they said, with a nod of thanks and a quick exit.
Cool, I thought as I went upstairs to collect my bounty — a toll door. As I finish off a slice of rather rich peach cake, I’m now pondering the career viability of being a `toll door troll,’ allowing safe passage out of the building in exchange for snacks. I guess during a typical night there’s too much competition to make a living out of it. (Damn you, postdoc across the hall! :-))
Well, my friends from undergrad have gone off to be zillionare consultants and investment bankers, but being a grad student still has its perks. 🙂
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