When catastrope like Katrina strikes, you do what you gotta do. Sometimes you go above and beyond - you know, take one for the team.
Tomorrow I have the "horrible" task of delivering pizzas to a group of New Orleans evacuees north of Jonesboro. I also have to eat the pizza with them and eat ice cream cake with them. I also have to celebrate Tyrone's 18th birthday. I have to sing happy birthday.
Man, what a tough life.