Blazing Infernos of Potentially Biohazardous Material (or something like that)

So yesterday ACME labs caught on fire. Rather, one of the reagent walk-ins caught on fire, and now the whole lab smells like a giant bonfire, and consequently so do we. It's a big lab, so that tells you something as to enormity. Nothing really bad has come of it, at least as far as my immediate circle of a job is concerned, but I guess the walk-in is gone now. It's all rather sketchy actually, though that might only be because of my complete lack of desire to find out what happened exactly. I asked someone, they said something caught on fire, I said "okay." But the second I got out of my car yesterday, coming to work, I could smell it; and because it happened in shipping, and our division is next to shipping, it only got worse the deeper I got into the depths of the Immunology section. Kind of a redundant statement--I know--but whatever. So now they have about a million and a half very large fans strategically placed around the laboratory near all doors. I walked in the door today and had a hard time not being blown away by one roughly the size of me. Well, the size of Frogkisser anyway. It blows both ways, so the danger did not pass after I walked past it. I put my lab coat on in the doorway and felt like Superman with his cape. Speaking of which, I know of people going to that today, but I can't go today, so someone should go with me to see that next week. Anyway, I had a friend who insisted on wearing one of those surgery mask thingies around all day yesterday, and aparently the rest of us will all regret not doing the same when she's at our funerals, though I doubt any of us will be capable of feeling regret very far once we've already died of lung cancer.