Some lady in line was complaining about her lawyer, who's office she had just left. Here's my favorite part of her tirade: "He thinks he's so special with his little law degree, but a bullet will kill him dead just like anybody else."
Thanks. That made me so much more optimistic about my future. On the other hand, I'm pretty sure my life is full of sunshine and butterflies compared to the poor guy who has to deal with her as a client.