Tortured by tremendously traumatizing terrorism?
Plagued by persistent petulant pessimism?
Angered by absurdly atrocious alliteration?
Cheer up and scan this vintage dialogue by Dr Perry Cox from Scrubs.
For Episode Nerds, it’s from S03E09 entitled “My Dirty Secret”.
For those who have yet to watch the show, tut tut. Yer just plum missin out there, newbies.
[Just to set the scene … JD has been bugging his mentor all day to open up to him…here’s the reply…]
"Fine, Newbie! Let me--let me tell you a little story. It starts every day at 5 in the morning -- which is just about the time that you're setting your hair for work -- when I am awakened by a sound: Is that a cat being gutted by a fishing knife? Nooo! That's my son. He's hungry and he's got a load in his pants so big that I'm actually considering hiring a stable boy. But, I go ahead and dig in; because I do love the lad and, well gosh, you know me, I'm a giver. And [whistles] I'm off to the hospital, where my cup runneth over with both quality colleagues, such as yourself, and a proverbial clown-car full of sick people. But, what the hey, my pay is about the same as guys who break rocks with other rocks and I only have to work three or four hundred hours a week, so, so far I'm a pretty happy camper! And then I head back home where I'm greeted by the faint musk of baby vomit in a house that used to smell like, well...nothing! Nothing! Nothing! I-i-in fact it used to smell like nothing at all. And all I want to do before I restart this whole glorious cycle is, you know, maybe lay on the couch and have a beer and watch some SportsCenter and, I'm if I'm not too sweaty from the days labors, stick my hand right down my pants, buuut apparently that's not in Jordan's definition of "pulling your weight". So, uh, there you are, superstar. Fix that."
Thanks to twiztv.com for providing the script, just in case anyone thinks I sat there starting and stopping a VCR for an hour...