the thangs...

... images of space do for me: (note: Sagittarius arm! :) )New Coworker: "Why are you so happy all the time?"
Me: *speechless*

What I SHOULD HAVE said:

Cook 1: "How can you be so cheerful? We've been on duty for 12 hours."

Cook 2: "I have a weak wall in a blood vessel at the base of my brain. If I get too stressed out, it could explode and kill me."

Cook 1: "*"