Has this ever happened to you where everything goes wrong and your brain just kicks into overdrive? God, yes, last month my car broke down on the way to a big meeting and I had to wait three hours for a tow truck in the freezing cold, and by the end of it I had mapped out an entire mystery novel about a mechanic who solves crimes. It's like the stress unlocks some part of my head that just won't shut up when life is calm. I swear the best plot twists I've ever come up with happened while I was crying in a parking lot or fighting with my phone bill. Maybe our brains need the chaos to shake loose the good stuff, who knows.

Twelve years behind the chair and you know what works. That kid's just showing off for the mirror. Hot towel on a buzz cut is pure theater.

Is it really worth pushing back over one bad morning? We've all had days where nothing seems to find the right line, toner or no toner. The foreman probably just remembers the old meter working fine back when signals were stronger and buildings were less crowded. I'd bet you both end up using whatever gets the job done fastest by Friday. Just don't make it a thing, or next week you'll be digging up the wrong vault in the rain to prove a point.