Guy goes to work every day, eight hours a day, seven days a week.
Gets his nuts so tight in a vice that he starts questioning the very fabric of his existence.
Then one day, 'bout quitting time, Boss calls him into the office and says, "Hey Bob, why don't cha come on in here and kiss my ass for me, will you?"
Well, he says, "Hell with it. I don't care what happens, I just want to see the expression on his face as I jab this pair of scissors into his arm.
Then he thinks of me.
He says, "Wait a minute. I got both my arms, I got both my legs. At least I ain't begging for a living.
Sure enough, Bob's gonna put those scissors down and pucker right up.
See, I'm what you call kind of a "moral traffic light", really. I'm like sayin', "Red! Go no further!"