Chemistry Can Turn Oldies Into Goldies

Another from my thirty-five years in a public high school, teaching math and science.

We have “in-service” days, which are full-day training, or BS, depending. We also have a half-day in-service, where we see the students until lunch time, then they go home, and we meet for three hours without time for lunch.

On the day of a particularly pointless half day in-service a few years ago (remembered by all as the day the “clown nose lady” came to teach us something, but no one knew what, including her as best as I could figure) I asked a few coworkers if they wanted to go grab a sandwich at the local tavern.

Coworker: “Sure. After this, I have to be sure you know that alcohol isn’t the solution.”

Me: “Of course it isn’t. Alcohol is a compound. Beer is the solution.”