You know what sucks? Working sucks, that's what. Especially when it interferes with my RFGO! time. And even though there are starving people in the world who could benefit from my steady paycheck and all the wondrous Ramen it could bring them; I told those bastards at my job that they could shove their "mandatory" overtime hours up their you-know-what.
I then did my best Jerry McGuire impersonation while storming out of the shoelace factory screaming, "This week's show is about multi-player, and I'll be damned if a bunch of cave dwelling trolls like yourselves will keep me from it. Crawl back into you filthy earthen cubicles and bother me no more, wage slaves -- I've got a show to record."