Wolters was killing me. I couldn't stand the guy. The way he stood at the photocopier, lopsided, sluggish, sad. Man, Wolters, I said to him, be a little happy for once. I laughed at him, but what did the guy do? He got happy. He started laughing, flirted with half the department, soon he was promoted and nobody realised that he only had me to thank for that. Now he's the happiest man ever and me? I have to wait until someone tells me to be happy.
LOL
Talking to myself and providing an anecdote I once wrote for preservation