Sionnach, this reminds me of the day, years ago, when I was driving my jalopy through downtown Philadelphia with my roommate and friend, who was at the time studying to be a biochemist. Suddenly she sniffs the air and says, "Is your car okay? I smell a thiol."
"A what?" I say, alarmed.
"A thiol."
"What's that?" I say, even more alarmed, looking in my rearview mirror for smoke, flames, terrorized pedestrians.
"Oh, well...it's a sulfur-containing organic compound having the general formula RSH...."
"NO! WHAT'S WRONG WITH MY CAR??" I fairly bellow.
"Oh. Maybe you want to check for an antifreeze leak?"
Sionnach, this reminds me of the day, years ago, when I was driving my jalopy through downtown Philadelphia with my roommate and friend, who was at the time studying to be a biochemist. Suddenly she sniffs the air and says, "Is your car okay? I smell a thiol."
"A what?" I say, alarmed.
"A thiol."
"What's that?" I say, even more alarmed, looking in my rearview mirror for smoke, flames, terrorized pedestrians.
"Oh, well...it's a sulfur-containing organic compound having the general formula RSH...."
"NO! WHAT'S WRONG WITH MY CAR??" I fairly bellow.
"Oh. Maybe you want to check for an antifreeze leak?"
Eesh.
a thiol