That prety much sums it up. My supervisor is a grade-A, top level, card carying drama queen. The guy is sweet, but he seriously needs to get high or laid, or perhaps both, whichever order doesn't matter, although I might suggest a rather pleasant one. =3

Anyway, one day he was doing his overdrmatic, drama queen thing with a three-teir wine fountain we rent out at my job. Well, one of the little rubber feet on the bottom fell off as he was hauling it up onto a shelf to put away. He grumbles and acts as if the entire thing is crumbling to peices in his hand. Turns out the thing just needs to be screwed back in.

Now, I would have tried to put the original screw in, but it was obvious it wouldn't fit, the hole had been molestered. All it would have taken was a few seconds with a hammer and a gentle hand to stretch the metal around the hole for the screw so the thread would have something to bite into. If that failed I would have gone to thehardware store RIGHT ACROSS THE SHOPPING CENTER and bought a slightly larger screw. Long story short, something that should have taken 5 minutes ended up taking about 40 and involved much cussing, whining, huffing, puffign and walking back and forth.

At one point I envisioned him with a hammer and put the rough idea on papaer.
I went with this style to recreate as well I could what I remember from alot of the children's books I read as a child. I want to digitally color this and see if I can't again reproduce the style I'm thinking of.