Overheard a few cubicles down:

“Oh…today is going to be a bad day.”

“Why? What’s wrong?”

“Oh it’s just going to be one of those horrible, horrible day, Bob. I know it. I can feel it.”

“Well, let’s look on the bright side. You don’t live in New Orleans, and you’re not starving in Congo or in the WWII concentration camp.”

…A long pause…