Sounds fake.

They said 90%, your mom was just part of the lucky 10%!

Also a process engineer. Real answer is “I develop procedures for cleaning contamination critical hardware”. My flippant answer is “I tell other people how to do their jobs”.

Thank you, she’s adorable!

Labs I’ve been in also have at least one inexplicable and kinda scary metal and asbestos monster from the 60s. Like this spinny boi:

If we get even one criminal, it will have all been worth it.

Stray not from the path of righteousness, or the random arm of the law may crush you! Or not, you know, it’s unpredictable really.

Because they only care about protecting cop lives. If it reduces the chance of them being hit by a car 1%, but increases the chance of a blinded driver causing an accident that hurts someone else by 50%, that’s a tradeoff they’re willing to make.

That man could make a mean stew.

My doctor says I have to cut down on eating Fortune 500 CEOs. They’re too rich.

Nope. I think cis men (trans men too) should be able to wear bright colors and different types of clothes like skirts or dresses and not have people give them shit for it. Like… wearing a piece of fabric in a slightly different shape shouldn’t make people wonder if you’re gay or trans. The super rigid definition of “masculine” sucks and it makes life more boring.

I really like wearing fun shoes and giant earrings and cute dresses. I’m sad thinking that some guys would like to branch out but don’t feel like they can “pull it off” without making a scene.

Without the grandma-name baggage, it sounds like a colloquial name for industrial injury -based PTSD. Like naming yourself Shelshok.