Nothing warms the cold, dead heart of a scientist quite like the shared misery of failed experiments. While beanies keep your head toasty and socks protect your toes from frostbite, there's a special kind of warmth that comes from hearing your colleague's equipment also spontaneously combusted. The scientific method never mentioned the therapeutic value of collective suffering, but 30 years in research has taught me it's the only reliable result you can count on. Misery loves company, especially when it's wearing a lab coat.