“What!” you cry. “No words about the Windows XP launch?”
From Upton Sinclair’s The Jungle:
He was working in the steaming pit of hell; day after day, week after week — until now, there was not an organ of his body that did its work without pain, until the sound of ocean breakers echoed in his head day and night, and the buildings swayed and danced before him as he went down the street.
And here I’m complaining about a finance midterm.