The vials were full of bile colored liquids each one had to be identified. The technician was irritable at the sight of the vials. Every container had to be identified, it was the tech’s job to type each one and confirm it. A worse job could not be found.
We've come a long way from where we started all those years ago. My autistic angel was once mute, now we have spontaneous speech and request!! She made one at school to buy a snack!