Have a #smallstories entry.
Working with our quiz tournament director at the end of the day today. He's a senior at Farragut High School, west of Knoxville, and a very focused young man. I'm bugging him because I want to make sure that everything that needs to get done gets done. I want to help. I finally say "look, I'm giving you permission to boss a college prof around. Tell me what to do."
He never misses a beat: "I want you to go home and have a good rest."
I know when I've been owned.

