Lil fighter

A girl I know was having a rough time at work. She's pretty tough. Darn tough I think. Tiny and tough. And cute. So it's disarming to hear her verbalise this toughness. She was moaning about work as a lawyer, which she does quite a lot. I was trying to tell her that despite the awful people she works with, the impossible deadlines, the ridiculous hours she does and poor pay as an apprentice that it's not that bad. It's not like working in a mine, or in a career where lives are at risk.
"What about that time the Partner threw a file at me?" she offered.
"Well annoying, but hardly life threatening." I conjectured.
"I might have killed him." She recalled.
And you know ... I think he was lucky. He got her on a good day.