My boss asked me why I was shaking so much when I came in to work this morning, and I simply held out my hands, noticed I certainly was shaking, and I said, "That's because I dread coming into work when it's like this."
"When it's busy like this for no reason." I showed her the clipboard and pointed to the diagnosis next to the 20 names: pneumonia. "I have to medicate myself up so I can cope with it."
"What!!! You take drugs?"
"Yes," I said with a smile. "It's called a couple extra puffs of ventolin and two whopping large cups of coffee."
"Oh," she said.