Fucking fat PhDs AUGH Just need to rant. I'm doing an experiment, and another lab has the equipment we need. When I first started chatting with this person who knows how to use the machine, he seemed okay. His photo looked okay on his school profile. I show up, and he's 300 lbs. Instantly, I'm thinking, "Shit, he's going to be a lazy fuck and not actually help." But he listened to my project, assured me he was ALWAYS in the lab, that I would NEVER not be able to get access, and all I had to do was e-mail him the night before. AND OF-FUCKING-COURSE, despite saying, "Okay, we'll meet at X time on X date?" and him going, "Yeah, I'll always be around to let you in and help!" I show up -- AND FUCKING NO ONE. I e-mail nights before and give a HUGE time-range within which I can show up -- and I have to GROW SHIT to do my experiment do I can't just "Do tomorrow?" if you agreed to the fucking date already -- and I keep getting back, "Oooh, I'm so busy then! How about the other day?" EVERY FUCKING TIME SO FAR.  I've had THREE plates die because of this dipshit. And one of the time he was so busy? OF COURSE I CAUGHT HIM SITTING ON HIS ASS AND SNARFING FOOD. You FAT FUCK, because of you, I haven't been able to eat lunch on THREE days because I'm busy setting this shit up JUST TO WATCH IT DIE because even though you "check e-mail all the time, you shouldn't need my number, you should be able to show up WHENEVER, so even if I don't reply it's okay, teehee!" YOU HAVEN'T FUCKING REPLIED ONCE. FUCK you. I KNEW the moment I saw you you'd be a lazy piece of shit, but no -- no, I thought, "Maybe they wouldn't be too lazy to just OPEN A DOOR? WITH DAYS OF WARNING. SURELY." Fucking butterhuffing pieces of shit.