The Sonic Screwdriver

After it was „Bank Holiday“ and I had one day off I had to work again on tuesday (the 30th). At work I installed Windows 10 on a laptop and finally encoded it with the help of the safety-tool „BitLocker“. Of course, the 3D printer was in use again. I printed a screwdriver, a sonic-screwdriver! And what does a sonic-screwdriver do? Exactly, it sonicscrew drives. Well… in german it sounds funnier. To paint our printed objects, Konrad and I put some money together and bought some spray cans. I lacquered my sonic-screwdriver and I must say it looks really great!

After work Konrad and I realised that we forgot our food, as before which we bought in the break for the evening and therefore we had to buy something new. This time we ate chicken cutlet with sauce and rice and I drank a german beer to that. I was wondering why the bottle was so big and then I saw it was a six hundred and sixty millilitre one. I also noticed that my beer i not imported? It was brewed in the UK! Scam!

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Express Train

Yesterday (thursday 18th) wasn’t much going on, on work but it did not bother me. So I choosed a model for the 3D printer and printed it. In the break Konrad and I bought a hole chicken because we wanted something different in the evening. But guess what? We forgot to take it out of the fridge after work because we were distracted since we went once again to the Ulster museum with our colleagues to check the technology for an upcoming event.

On friday when I arrived on my work I first checked my model I printed yesterday and I have to say it looked really good and I was statisfied. Immediately afterwards we started a new print which should be six hours. Meanwhile there was even a task; we had dismantled the computer of a coworker and built it elsewhere. Because there were three of us everything was quickly finished.

But the best of today is coming now… like always, Konrad and I have entered the train towards home but this time with our chicken we forgot the day before. After the train left the Great Victoria street I was wondering why we were driving so fast know. Konrad was looking really confused and shortly thereafter we roared past our stop… well done! Why doesn’t the train stopped at our station?! It was because we were on the express train… We could do nothing else exept for waiting even we had no tickets for the area and were a bit restless. Eventually, the train stopped in Lisbourn. Together with our chicken in our hands, we changed the platform and drove about 20 minutes back to our home station.

At the end we both could laugh about it and I even know what I am going to do on the weekend.

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