Jun 23, 2008 11:17
There's a kid (and I'm calling him a kid because his maturity deserves no stronger explanation) in our office who is all upset because he, as part of his student job, has to rewrite some tables.
Not a high stress position.
He was on a phone call with a friend, talking about how busy he's going to be today fixing this mess. Very dramatic discussion.
He said "yeah, starving kids in north africa and all... those kids have nothing on me today. I'm serious."
And, judging by the sound of stress in his voice, he was.