The Come to Jesus meeting did not seem to work. Snot Nosed Post-Doc walked out on me when I gave him a direct request (well, order) to do something. The good news is I get to go home tomorrow. I'm really grateful to have management squarely behind me, but when the proverbial substance hits the rotating oscillator, everyone gets dirty. Fortunately I have managed a lot of successful collaborations, as have my managers, and we have a track record of doing it well.
Time for dinner. Yup, life goes on.