Dr. Cranor was holed up in her office when we all got in, so a few minutes after starting time we all just sort of gravitated towards our usual stations. Then she came charging out with a legal pad full of scribbled diagrams and equations in her hand and bellowed out, “NOBODY TOUCH ANYTHING!”
Then she started shouting directions.
In the next hour or so, I—along with almost everyone else in the room—learned more about the names and functions of the equipment we’ve been working with than in the months I’ve been here, or the weeks I’ve been part of the team proper.
She’d shout out something like, “BRING THE RESONANCE MITIGATORS TO FIFTY PERCENT” and when that was met with blank stares and slack jaws, she’d point and repeat it: “RESONANCE. MITIGATOR. FIFTY. PERCENT.” The three Grade 7 assistants to her and Dr. Li were standing around, shaking their heads all smugly, but not doing anything.
The weirdest thing I learned—apart from some of the names—is that not only did the rest of the team have no clue what these things were or what they did, but Dr. Cranor doesn’t appear to know the names of anyone working for her except for me, and that might just be because I’ve been written up a couple of times semi-recently.
Granted, I still don’t know exactly what a resonance mitigator does, but knowing that it somehow involves mitigating resonance is a step up. At least I can start to draw inferences. Apparently, the bank of switches I’ve spent most of time flipping control the anti-mass buffers, which is good to know.
The point of this exercise was apparently to change (widen, most likely) the parameters of our experiment. It’s too soon to say whether this will produce the results Dr. Cranor is looking for, because even after we’d finished reconfiguring her apparatus, we had to spend the rest of the day doing diagnostic drills with it.
This was another education, as apparently this is a procedure that hasn’t been done since most of the current team was hired, which meant that Dr. Cranor had to teach it to everyone. Well, she ordered the G7s to run us through them, and when it became apparent they didn’t know, she walked us through them herself.
To make a long story short, I think we’re actually a tiny bit closer to knowing what we’re doing.