Grraahhh fucking bollocks. That was way too close. A carefully prepared sulfonic acid I've been working on for a while, purifying, and drying, got to the stage where I was ready to vacuum filter it and cleanse it thoroughly (done, just) after soaking it in ethanol, which had been carefully dried, by standing for about two weeks over quicklime (calcium oxide) and the damn hose pulling the vacuum, connected to a water aspirator decided to split at the edge and go flying, whipping around as if it were a saw-scaled viper with a lit banger shoved up its arse, luckily, I managed to grab the hose and turn the water off until I cut off the end of the hose and reattached the vacuum line, happened three times, and each time, damn near supernatural reflexes saved the day...well more like saved the month, finally got shot of the polar garbage in there, now just got to do another couple of washes in dilute base after hydrolysing the sulfonic acid (its base sensitive, taking up in DCM and then cleaning with salt-saturated H2O)
That came within about half a second of going from dousing ME in ice cold water at near half 7 in the morning, outside, to spewing water all over and into my carefully prepared project and the carefully, patiently dessicated ethanol used for the cleansing. That'd have really, really pissed me off that would. But as luck and damn fast reflex action would have it, and just possibly the ghosts of humphry davy, Faraday, Tesla, Meitner and the Curies all, watching over my shoulder
I managed to get it from yellow-grey tinged to white and crystalline.
Fucking well bugger me sideways after those close calls, decided NOW is the time to treat myself to a couple of lines of oxycodone. That was just TOO fucking close to a project getting pissed on and me getting pissed off.
Terrible pun: what did the carbonyl compound's sulfonic acid derivative tell the bisulfite after narrowly avoiding a really unwanted soaking several times in a row?
(bisulfite-''how did you get away with that?'')
R-C(=O)-R : 'ahdduct'