Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I’m the head of this lab, right? And today was just... wow. I woke up in my flat on High Street, and the sun was shining. Thought it was gonna be a chill day. Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.
First off, I’m running late. Classic me. I spill coffee all over my lab coat. Great start, huh? I’m dashing down the street, dodging pigeons like I’m in some weird video game. You know how they are in Benson—always ready to dive-bomb you. I swear, they’ve got it out for me.
So, I finally get to the lab on Oxford Road, and my team’s already buzzing. They’re all like, “You won’t believe what happened!” Turns out, our new equipment arrived. But wait—there’s a catch. It’s the wrong stuff! Instead of the fancy microscope we ordered, we got a bunch of old beakers and a rubber chicken. A rubber chicken! Like, what am I supposed to do with that?
I’m fuming. I mean, who sends a rubber chicken to a lab? I can’t even. So, I call the supplier, and they’re like, “Oops, our bad!” I’m like, “Yeah, no kidding!” I could feel my blood pressure rising. I mean, come on, Benson! Get it together!
After that fiasco, I decide to take a breather. I head out to the park on the corner of Church Street. It’s a nice spot, you know? A little green oasis in this bustling town. I sit on a bench, trying to calm down. And then, out of nowhere, this kid runs by with a frisbee, and it smacks me right in the face! I’m like, “Really? Is this my life now?”
But then, I see this old couple feeding the ducks. They’re laughing, and it’s kinda sweet. Makes me smile a bit. I think, “Maybe life isn’t so bad.” But then I remember the rubber chicken. Ugh.
Back at the lab, things take a turn. My assistant, Jamie, bursts in, all excited. “You won’t believe this!” she says. Apparently, we got a call from a local school. They want us to do a science fair! I’m like, “Heck yeah! Finally, something good!”
So, we start planning. I’m getting pumped. We’re gonna show these kids some cool stuff. I mean, who doesn’t love science, right? But then, Jamie drops the bomb. “We need to do it in two days.” Two days?! I’m like, “Are you kidding me?”
Now I’m stressed again. I’m running around the lab, grabbing supplies, trying to figure out how to make slime and volcanoes in record time. I’m pretty sure I mixed up the baking soda with something else. I mean, who knows what’ll happen?
By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I head back home, and I’m thinking about grabbing a pint at the local pub on the corner of Station Road. I need it. But then I remember I promised my mate I’d help him with his garden. Ugh, why do I do this to myself?
So, I end up digging in the dirt instead of sipping a cold one. Classic. But you know what? It’s kinda nice. The fresh air, the smell of the earth. I even found a worm! I named him Fred.
Finally, I crash into bed, thinking about the day. It was a rollercoaster, for sure. From rubber chickens to science fairs, Benson really knows how to keep things interesting. I guess that’s life, huh? Full of surprises. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.