Talk:Chuck Lorre Productions/@comment-72.192.96.95-20130512131401

When I was in college, late 60's early 79's, money was tight so many of the research grant recipients were required to teach at least 1 entry level course. One of those flunked so many students that he was "promoted" to run the labs. His attitude was that if you only learn 90% of what he taught and your students only 90% then in a few years no one would know anything. His OCD made him an amazing lab supervisor. All the equipment was in boxes ready for use. One of the professors was unable to communicate well with students, so he was moved to monitor lab sessions. During one of those a lab team of two students, working with liquid nitrogen for a specific heat lab brought in a fake magicians finger they filled with ketchup from packets and lowered into the liquid nitrogen. Near the end of their session they pulled it out, it was on a string, and slapped it on the table to shatter it. One if them had put ketchup on his hand to simulate blood. As he started screaming the lab supervisor ran over, saw the melting finger pieces and the blood on the hand of one if the students and promptly passed out. As he came to, he passes out again on seeing the blood. It required cleaning up all the parts and having the hands displayed in front of his face to maintain consciousnes. Letting the audience in in the plot would allow anticipation of the reaction to be part of the fun. Another situation involved a beautiful student needing assistance to the point of rediculous from that assistant in order to pass the lab, even though she did not need it. She just enjoyed the game. Another 15 year old genius girl was more socially adapted than the instructor and toyed with them to get special treatment.