It rained all day Friday. Jeff wanted to go outside.
Sometimes there is no arguing with Jeff.
He paused at the point of egress, weighing the evidence in support of Staff’s previous statements that it was, in fact, raining.
Unconvinced, he continued onto the wet porch. He sat there for awhile, contemplative, periodically turning back to express his disappointment at Staff’s failure to make the rain stop.
Staff tried repeatedly to explain the universal uncontrollability of Earth’s weather. Jeff was unmoved.
Resigned, Jeff came back inside and sought a sympathetic ear. It is so hard to find good help these days.