As I munched away on my salad over lunch, my boss stopped by my cube to discuss a project.  Mid-discussion, I took a bite.  What seemed like a promising mixture of work and lunch took a sad turn.  My molars had chomped firmly down onto a peppercorn.

Continuing with the project update, I noticed that the peppercorn was starting to give me trouble.  Trouble speaking.  Trouble in the form of tears welling in my eyes.  Mustering just enough air, I announced that I had encountered a peppercorn that was making me weepy.  It wasn’t the project that was bringing me to tears.  Honest.  Just nutrition and a powerful spice.

Dave Paulsen, sure he’ll work on your project, but watch out, he’s the sensitive type.