Then I’ll need to put vaseline on my fingers and put them into the hole.
If you guessed a cell biology lab you’d of course be correct. This sentence has had nothing to do with some kind of dodgy venue or practice. More precisely the centrifuge’s closing mechanism (in the image framed by the two black rubber rings) needed to be greased.
It wasn’t making things much when the technician greasing the centrifuge was loudly musing whether she should have become a gynaecologist or proctologist whilst greasing the holes.