Awright...that does it.

DURR shall be known from this point forward as The Vogons. What a bureaucratic pack of assholes!

I am now on my *fourth* rewrite for one of our lab members. This after them losing what I had previously submitted.

And I just sent this to Scooter as a suggestion for our lab manual, an idea we've been bouncing around for a while, but haven't actually completed:

Here's what to do if you want to get a proposal approved by The Vogons: forget it. They are one of the most unpleasant departments in the University. Not actually evil, but bad tempered, bureaucratic, officious and callous. They wouldn't even lift a finger to save their own grandmothers from the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal without orders signed in triplicate, sent in, sent back, queried, lost, found, subjected to public enquiry, lost again, and finally buried in soft peat for three months and recycled as firelighters. The best way to get a drink out of a Vogon is stick your finger down his throat, and the best way to irritate him is to feed his grandmother to the ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal. On no account allow a Vogon to read poetry at you.

I shiver at the thought of their poetry. Truly I do.