My first trip to Blandford to see the sights, part of which was a mainframe room.
"Right gentlemen, if you'd all like to put on the white coats, slippers and hats before we enter. It is a cleanroom, so no nasty bits of young officer dropping everywhere. Suprised we let some of you in at all".
So in we trot ... accompanied by a ruddy great German Shepherd. Me, being ever sharp, spotted (if that's the appropriate word) said dog and felt impelled by curiosity, and a complete lack of a sense of self-preservation, to outwardly wonder at this.
"Err, excuse me, Staff, but does the dog not have to put on a coat as well?"
"CO's dog, sir. You tell him - we haven't found the remains of the last chap that tried. Besides, his hair is clean"