Do You Remember What Free Time Feels Like?

The chemistry major to industrial chemist pipeline is essentially a massive train crushing any semblance of personal life. That giant locomotive labeled "My chemistry degree" is barreling down the tracks, while "my work life balance" and "my will to live" are just two exhausted workers barely holding on. Meanwhile, the only thing keeping this chemical catastrophe moving is the unholy trinity of "coffee, wikipedia and fast food" - the fundamental elements of survival that no periodic table bothered to include. The half-life of a chemist's sanity is inversely proportional to the number of reaction vessels they're responsible for.