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.