Reminds me of a friend of mine when I was a teenager, up in Toronto looking for work. He was sitting in a burger-joint one afternoon, when the owner and cook got into an argument. "That's it - I quit!" the cook said, throwing down his apron. My friend jumped up and said, "I'll take the job!"

Always felt a little sorry for that cook - my friend must have taken the wind out of his sails a bit.