I entered the bathroom at work and found my boss struggling with his stream at the urinal. He was straining and groaning to get the last bit out, but the task seemed Sisyphean. I thought, "maybe I should tell him about Saw Palmetto." That supplement makes man's stream like a full-pressure water hose. But that boss had denied my promotion, cut my budget and additional staff, and was regularly a bad boss for the organization. So, I left him to suffer! I may go to hell for that, but my beliefs about hell are for another blog. Besides, allow me my schadenfreude (malicious joy in other people's misfortune). Don't judge. You do it too.