First off, this happened last week, but I feel compelled to share it. My faculty supervisor for my team is in his late fifties. He's a large, gruff man, and an ex-Marine. This information is useful for understanding the situation!

Last week, we had a thunderstorm while at work. Thunder, lightning, driving rain, the whole bit. I, a friend, and another friend (all female) were talking together at a desk over out of the way of all the rest. We were chattering about nothing in particular, when a presence looms behind us. We turn. There's the faculty member. He looks at us solemnly, says, "There's thunder. I'm scared." Then he turns away and returns to his office, without another word.

Secondly, I have a minion! Well, not really. She's everyone's minion. But there's still a boost of happiness in there.
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