"It can't be done."

"Cows don't even sleep standing up." "Yes it can!" "No. It can't!" "My buddies and I did it in college." "No you did not." I am listening to a prairie-dogging cubicle festival of a debate on whether or not cow-tipping can actually be accomplished. Ladies and gentlemen, these are the kind people who are now my co-workers. A few of them maintain that it can't be done. A few of them still believe the dream. I believe that it is time for me to leave for the day.