Me and Dr. B.
So I stomped into the department office one day, snorting fire about somebody or other. Dr. Buethe said, "Now Art, it takes all kinds." To which I replied, sulfurously, "No, it doesn't. There are some kinds we can do without."
Another time, I was grumped about all the hassles I was currently dealing with. "Life is just one [blankety-blank] thing after another," I said. Kindly old Dr. Buethe -- one semester from retirement -- replied, "No, Art; life is THE SAME [blankety-blank] thing over and over."
Another time, I was grumped about all the hassles I was currently dealing with. "Life is just one [blankety-blank] thing after another," I said. Kindly old Dr. Buethe -- one semester from retirement -- replied, "No, Art; life is THE SAME [blankety-blank] thing over and over."