Have you ever lived in a construction zone? If you lived in Reed-Johnson two years ago, you got to sleep under roof work. It’s not the best. That being said, let me clear some things up if you’ve felt this way in the Construction Management Engineering (CME) auditorium.

Have you ever heard shaking like James Bond is making a martini from rocks, full volume ads and those thunder makers you had when you were a kid? Yep, that would be us doing sieve analysis next door.

Trust me, it’s not much better in the room. Having five giant shakers going at once makes you feel like your skull is trying to rattle its way to freedom.

Have you ever heard banging like your upstairs neighbors are trying to stomp an ant that happens to be trying to stomp smaller ants? Yep, that’s us again.

Dropping a weight to hammer down soil for compaction is kind of like when a bowling ball lands on the lane, except four or five of your friends thought it’d be fun to try to bowl down the same lane at the same time. While also building a shelf, a shelf made of those thunder makers you had as a kid.

Have you ever heard banging like your upstairs neighbors are trying to stomp an ant that happens to be trying to stomp smaller ants, but kinda louder this time? Yep, that is us, but kind of louder this time. We did the same thing, but just with more weight. If it makes you feel better,

I was scraping sand out of my eye since we were basically beating the crap out of mud. Imagine all the stuff I said before, but slightly more and slightly more funny.

So friends, family, esteemed members of the jury, I would like to apologize. I’m not sure how well the sound travels, but if you’re walking by it has to sound like an elephant fight club. Next time our lab feels like your kid’s teenage grunge band practicing at two in the morning to be the next big thing (you just don’t get the vision Mom), please feel free to let us know. Just don’t blame us if we don’t hear you.