That is funny. My father worked Environmental Health & Safety, cleaning up lab accidents after clumsy undergrads and absent-minded professors. He brought home pagers, Geiger counters, film badges, UV lamps. OSHA was his nemesis, being even more strict sticklers that supervised his office's operations.

We had an extraordinarily safe home, even with my dad's utterly safe turpentine and chemical experiments in the garage, and so I took up B&W Photography in college. One whiff of that darkroom, and I knew I was in my element!